The Mech Touch (Web Novel) - Chapter 2970: Sourcing Input

Solminati Academy is a gathering place for youngsters with dreams, hopes, ambitions, and various thoughts. There was a boy here who entered the school to support his beloved’s dream.

[Heroes of The New Age]

A novel that recently rose to the rankings due to its popularity among the readers.

It was praised for its nuance, complexity and lovely characters. However, it also quickly fell of because of the author's decisions later on.

Elias Roan or Eroan, the amateur author of the novel, couldn't help but scoff and laugh upon seeing the state of the novel.

The novel was created by him during the worst times of his life.

It was a work written of extreme negative emotions and anger, not nuance and complexity.

It was bullshit and nonsense—although... that didn't mean he didn't put any thought to it at all.

It's popularity is testament to how hard he thought to write it. It's popularity is just something he didn't expect.

Regardless, it was still a novel he did not like at all, even if it brought him money. As a matter of fact, if someone asked him if he was willing to live inside the world... he would answer no without hesitation.

After all, it was a world headed to destruction.

However...

“I'm fucked.”

I, Elias Roan, am thoroughly, completely, overwhelmingly fucked by fate and my odds of living.

He was transmigrated inside his own novel.

“...What's this? I'm the successor of a Mafia family imprisoned? How am I supposed to enroll in the academy and kill that bastard?”

Not as an main character, not as an villain.

But a complete extra that does not even appear in the story. In the depths of prison, the foreign soul of crime awakens.

This is the rise of the Extra, the Godfather of Crime.

“No. I must escape this prison. No matter what.”

Beware demons that lurk in shadows, the devil has arrived.

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Love watched helplessly as her husband Sima Chao married the princess to fulfill his ambition, and she couldn’t help but feel heartbroken.

Sima Chao hugged her into his arms and coaxed softly: “Afu, you are the only one in my heart. If you can stay in the country, I will definitely set you right.”

Love believed him because she was obsessed with him.

It wasn’t until Sima Chao was worried about his princess wife who was about to enter the house that he killed her flesh and blood with his own hands. Only then did Love realize how much sincerity a person who was cruel to his own children could have towards her.

It’s just that he is lying and she is obsessed with it.

Love finally saw clearly the person next to her. She was completely heartbroken and died in despair the day before Sima Chao married the princess in glory.

Starting over, Love decided not to make the same mistakes again, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the whole house was filled with joy, and she actually returned to her wedding night with Sima Chao.

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Sima Chao, a great hero of a generation, fought against the princes and unified the world, which was his lifelong ambition. For this reason, he did not hesitate to let down his beloved.

He thought: If she could live in the world, he would give her the highest status in the world, and it would not be too late to slowly repay the deep love he owed her.

As everyone knows, if you miss it, it will be difficult to get it back. When he turned back to her, she had already turned away.

He won the world and had everything, but he only lost her.

When Sima Chao saw her smiling broadly at the man beside her, he finally became anxious, his eyes turned red, and he regretted it.

Overhead, imitating the Wei and Jin Dynasties

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- Description from novelbuddy

With an entwined fate, Ajab has to make a choice.But does fate belong in the hands of the Prince? Are the firmaments his for the splitting? Can he save his heart or dive head face into his death?Maybe sometimess doing nothing is our most vicious fight.At the end, the pen determines the way the ink flows, so who cares if it's death or fate, or even the firmaments, just leave it to the Author.