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Chapter 2

My life as a transrator started off with a tired old cliché

Just likemy own business while I was on my way home with a can of beer in hand Then, all of a sudden, a truck bulldozed over me, and soon after, I woke up inside a fictional world

It was an ordinary beginning, all things considered

In this first transration of mine, I was reincarnated into a ReadNovelFull I possessed the body of a “Type A” kind of female lead, who presented herself as a student entirely dedicated to nothing but her grades Yet once she would step out of school grounds, she’d get herself involved with gang fights and turf wars and whatnot It was a life where, even if you had twelve bodies, it’d still not be enough Besides, ‘I’ didn’t knohat the fights were actually about, so it was all just terribly exhausting

Nevertheless, I had no other choice but to follow the original story as it ritten Holding onto what feeble hope I had that h it and reach the novel’s ending, I inal world

Of course, life wasn’t so easy

A day before ain bulldozed by a truck

‘ThisWhat is this’

The next time I came to, I realized that I possessed the body of yet another character

The second world I found myself in was a martial arts fantasy fusion, sort of like a cultivation novel

Beside me was a father as a master and brothers who had achieved transcendence, and so due to this kind of background, it was effortless for me to hone h, this world’s genre ht was to live

With no tirab the bull by the horns I wasn’t able to reach the previous novel’s conclusion, but this tiration, which started with a hopeful outlook, hit me with a forkball instead of a fastball

Since I wasn’t fas’ and whatnot, soh school student would have known the lore to by heart, I initially couldn’t figure out how to use my abilities It eird that whenever faced with situations where even the shed up blood

Well anyhow, just like the last ti

I honeda protagonist, and so I pushed le to hold a wooden sword properly at the beginning of , but after a year passed, I was then able to turn a piece of cloth into a weapon sharp enough to cut through flesh

Ironically, such passion led to a worse demise In one small instance where I suddenly couldn’t use ht by the villain, and in theaway, I tripped over a rock and died

That’s right This tiround

‘fuck’

I couldn’t help but curse at h? How couldfish would seem like a bodhisattva’s ascension in coration after this absurdity

Before I woke up as Rosetta, I lived as the female lead of a novel that was countless times worse than the past two rounds If one were to search to the ends of the earth, scour through every single novel out there, there wouldn’t be anyone who’d top this character as the most pathetic, most pitiful feh Well

Yeah

Honestly, it was a dark past that I’d rather not think about I’d have preferred to take the dreaded CSAT a hundred times more than to live one more second as Rita Vernand

In that life, instead of the male lead, it was me as stabbed to death

At the male lead’s downfall—the s due to his obsession with me, by the way—one of his enemies had pointed a knife at hi nature run its course, I juet h I wasn’t inspired by the noble spirit of sacrifice or anything, nor had I fashi+oned an illusion of love through the al of the sort

I just really, really wanted to leave that place so I would never see that little shi+t of a ain

That was all I was hoping for

“Rita!”

During the last few seconds before ot as ined it to be as he wailed in laht Cry some more, you damn son of a bitch

I ended ht I’d finally rest easy—I wanted it to be the end I had no desire to live any longer All the lingering attach since disappeared

Since ht that I could finally be set free of this unending torture if I willingly jumped to death on my own volition

However, I could al’s derisive cackle directed at ain, I had escaped death