The Author's POV

Staring at Donna's departing figure, I bitterly smiled.

"I probably got blacklisted"

As the author of the novel, I knew Donna's personality the best. Her likes and dislikes, I knew them all.

For example, although she tries to hide it, she loves sweets. Especially ice cream, with hazelnut being her favorite flavor.

She also hates a lot of things, such as annoying men, typically the ones that look at her with lustful eyes, and lazy or stubborn people.

I had already noticed Donna by the time she was talking to Kevin, but in order not to gather any attention on myself, I feigned ignorance and pretended to be surprised by her sudden appearance.

"She probably thinks I'm a stubborn student who doesn't listen to advice"

I pretended to be flustered and made her impression of me as low as possible. The excuse I used about my sword being stuck in the scabbard was a lie, but it was the best way to make her think I was incompetent.

Although she's not the type of person that would snitch, if someone were to find out that I was practicing the 5-star module [Keiki style], I would definitely attract a lot of unnecessary attention.

Simply put, I don't want that.

The more attention I get, the more the likelihood of me and the main characters interacting.

Moreover, if people were to find out I was practicing a 5-star module my safety would be in jeopardy as a 5-star module was something that was highly coveted.

Thinking thus far I decided that since I was reborn as a mob I may as well use the only privilege given to a mob and live a nice and peaceful life. I'll become strong enough to defend my family from the third cataclysm, and patiently wait for the protagonist to solve everything. Then I will find myself a stable job and get myself a wife.

Such was my plan.

Don't get me wrong, I also thought about using my advantage as an author to help myself reach the peak.

But I can't afford to do that. If I were to somehow or accidentally change the course of the story, then the ending of the story might change too.

Wait...

Hold on.

It seemed like I forgot something extremely crucial

I just remembered...I didn't write an ending to the story

I died before I could even finish the novel

"Oh no no no..."

Pacing around the training ground, I frantically started thinking of solutions.

This is a big problem.

I stopped writing right before the MC would clash against the Demon king. The plan was, MC fights boss, MC wins by hair breath, MC becomes a hero.

Simple right?

Well, now we have a problem and a huge one at that. Because I was too caught up with the [Seed of limit] and the [Keiki style] I completely forgot about the inconclusive ending!

Glancing at Kevin who was now training in the gravity room, I let out a long sigh.

"I guess I have no choice then"

It seems that I will have to discard my previous plan.

It seems that I will have to become as strong as the MC, or at least close to his level. Of course if possible I will try not to interact with him and the main characters, at least not until the story is near the end. But if in case the MC does not defeat the last boss, only then will I step in and help him.

'This is really troublesome.'

Thinking thus far, using a towel I wiped the sweat accumulated on my forehead.

Thinking about all of this has made me lose my motivation to train.

I'll just take a shower and go

This was truly annoying.

room, I

8:00 am, so after I finished washing I hopped on the

first, I obviously needed

I supposed to do

steal too much from the protagonist, as that would directly change the flow of the story. Moreover, I already

items, I must go a

would that

many ideas came into

I could go hunting for beasts in the outskirts

the thought. It was simply too dangerous as I have

to help me increase my training speed without exposing myself to dangerous

"Ah!"

come I didn't think

completely forgot the fact

Stocks.

author of the novel, all the future events that would take place

utilize my advantage carefully I could quickly rack in some cash,

managed to earn enough money for myself through stocks, I could supplement my training by consuming those potions. For example, if I were to consume a [Stamina recovery potion] coupled with a [Muscle recovery potion] I could train double the normal amount without the risk of being injured. That would definitely help me catch up with the

enhancement potion], [Stamina recovery potion], [Muscle recovery potion] all sorts of

have not thought

price of each potion was simply too expensive. A low-quality [Strength enhancement potion] went for 20,000U on the market which goes to show how expensive this type of

purchase high-quality potions below the market value. Moreover, the source was quite close too. If not for the fact

so

know what to do, I quickly

need to write down all the events that will happen in

I leave

around the room

be in the useless pile over

of the room, I quickly found the red book and picked it

"!"

-Thud

as the book slipped from my

the cover where three words were deeply engraved on the

'The luminescent swordman'

trembling hands, I

after page of the book, I look through the contents of the

"H-how is this p-possible..."

pages were filled while the subsequent pages

But...

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"Huuu...That was tough"

He was fairly exhausted as he had just used the gravity room at 2g of gravity. Because it was his first time

the advice he had gotten from Donna today, it felt as if

time training in the gravity room, he already felt some results. When swinging the sword he

"Good"

pm, which meant that the canteen

===

the book filling the remaining pages. What's even weirder was the

were magically

'The luminescent swordman'

novel that I created and now reincarnated

in my hands, I couldn't help but shiver. From pages, one to ten everything was exactly as I had written in the novel. It starts with Kevin taking the entrance exams and shocking everyone with his talent to where

stared at the diary in

"Can I change it?"

took out a pencil and tried erasing the last few words 'Thus he quickly

"!"

It worked!

erase the contents of the

"Huh?"

had erased the words, the words which I had

in front of me,