Webnovel Author: Haethanwrites - Novel Collection

"Ah, how careless of me! How careless! Oh! Don't throw eggs or tomatoes, they are costly nowadays!" He took his hat off and bent his hand downwards as if trying to bow, then in a joyous voice said, "I have a name, but that must not be revealed until the time comes! But we need a name, hm, oh what did your moth- ah, that woman called me last night? Yes! Yes! The Clown! I am a clown who steals ki- Woahh!" He slipped on something and fell to the ground.

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

However, it wasn't my past self. It was not Shishir Mitra. It was not the forever led-back dull boy with frizzy black hair, a double chin and a chubby body who had eyes so puffy that even a pastry chef would laugh at it.

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

However, it wasn't my past self. It was not Shishir Mitra. It was not the forever led-back dull boy with frizzy black hair, a double chin and a chubby body who had eyes so puffy that even a pastry chef would laugh at it.

The Silent Spectator

Fantasy · Haethanwrites

"Understandable. From a religious standpoint, it's said that the first Lirians thrived exclusively in that place, making it sacred. And indeed, the first Lirians did prosper there, but they were the First Lirians of Arcadia. The place where our Founder met our royal mother is known as Eden. Much like how we have our version of Eden, the Christians have their own. I won't delve into which one is correct or incorrect, but I am certain that the Eden we know is different. Do you recall that incident?"

The Silent Spectator

Fantasy · Haethanwrites

"The Great Depression?... Master."

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

"Understandable. From a religious standpoint, it's said that the first Lirians thrived exclusively in that place, making it sacred. And indeed, the first Lirians did prosper there, but they were the First Lirians of Arcadia. The place where our Founder met our royal mother is known as Eden. Much like how we have our version of Eden, the Christians have their own. I won't delve into which one is correct or incorrect, but I am certain that the Eden we know is different. Do you recall that incident?"

The Silent Spectator

Fantasy · Haethanwrites

"It will take time for the leakage to attract the Shadowfangs since the fog and illusion are still in place. You're overly concerned, just follow my lead."

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

"Please be at ease, Your Highness. You are always so kind with us, peasant turned soldiers. We love His Highness the same as you do! I understand… I, very well, understand the pain. I have a daughter of 9 waiting for me to return as well. The wife who cooks and cares for me, whom I could only bring a single dress in the whole arc year. I understand it very well, love doesn't see any status nor does pain!"

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

Her grip was so strong that it felt as if she could extract a tormented soul from its depths. Tears streamed down her face, she cried, "Oh, Noir… I will never let you go any more, never! You are the only one I have left! Big brother has already gone nuts, no, why has he? They are always trying to kill us off! I am… I am so glad that you're alive! Your big sister will always protect you no matter what!"

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

Very typical of a snake-Oh, relative's reaction, well, after the death of my parents in a hit-and-run accident, all of them arrived at my house to console me.

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

Very typical of a snake-Oh, relative's reaction, well, after the death of my parents in a hit-and-run accident, all of them arrived at my house to console me.

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

"Don't be very sad, everything will be alright, Shishir..."

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

The fists clenched by themselves as I walked in between the grass, "The altered storyline doesn't matter. As long as I can kill them... others will manage the rest somehow. They are the roots of evil in this arc. They must die. Noir possesses powers, albeit not extraordinary, but he's still a royal. No one, no one can stand in my way. I will save every character I hold dear. And that author... I will kill him. I will... I will, without a doubt."

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites

The hero, who had just defeated the villainess, stood still with his gaze fixed on the vast orange sky.

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Fantasy · Haethanwrites