HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE SECOND CHOICE IN A PERSON'S LIFE? I was always the 2nd choice in everyone's life. People always left me for someone, someone who was a bigger jerk than me. I couldn't understand why they left me for assholes such as those bastards. This always happened in my dream. Every single time people left me to be with a toxic guy when I was the better choice. In my dreams, those people who left me were, sometimes a girl and sometimes a guy. Nevertheless I was always abandoned in my dreams while the guy who takes them away glares at me with a smug smile on his face as if screaming "I won." Why was I always the second choice in their lives? I don't understand. What am I lacking? "YOU ARE TOO KIND!" "YOU NEED TO BE ASSERTIVE AND ROUGH ON BED TO WIN." "PEOPLE THESE DAYS LIKE TO BE CONTROLLED AND LEAD ON!!" "YOU NEED TO BE A BIT MORE TOXIC, MANIPULATIVE AND DEMANDING!" "BADBOYS ARE A TREND THESE DAYS!" "JUST BE A BIT MORE OF AN ASSHOLE OR ELSE YOU WILL NOT WIN! YOU HEAR ME?!?" SAID A CERTAIN ANNOYING BUG! "......." WTF! I QUIT!!!

I ALWAYS THOUGHT I WAS THE SECOND MALE LEAD. BUT TURNS OUT I WAS EVEN LESS THAN THAT. WHEN I THOUGHT I HAD DIED, I MET THE DEVIL. EXCEPT THAT WE HAVE MET ONCE BEFORE. THE DEATH THAT LED ME HERE, WAS THE SECOND TIME I HAD DIED. "YOU HAVE FULFILLED THE TERMS OF THE CONTRACT." THE DEVIL SAID. "YOU ARE THE FIRST ONE TO SUCCEED. IT WAS INEVITABLE THAT YOU LOST YOUR MEMORY AND YOUR WILL FOR REVENGE SANK DEEP INTO YOUR LOSS." IT WAS HARD TO ACCEPT. AS AN AGENT FILLING THE ROLE OF THE SECOND MALE LEAD, I THOUGHT I WAS BORN AS ONE. BUT EVERY IDENTITY I HAD EVER HOLD WAS A HOAX. BECAUSE THE REAL ME WAS SOMEONE PATHETIC WITH THE WILL OF GOD AGAINST MY SIDE. LIKE EVERY STORY IN A ONCE UPON A TIME..... A MISTREATED CHARACTER WHO WAS ABUSED WAKES UP ONE DAY; WITH THEIR DEMEANOR COMPLETELY CHANGED; AS IF POSSESSED. WITH THE BLESSING OF A SECOND CHANCE TO LIFE, THE MISTREATED CHARACTER SHINES BRIGHTER AGAINST THE DARK, THE CONTRAST OF HIS PAST SELF AND HIS CURRENT SELF ESTABLISHING THE FOUNDATION OF THE TITLE "PROTAGONIST." HE FACE SLAPS HIS FEAR WITH COURAGE. CHANGES HIS IMAGE FOR THE BETTER. WITH EYES RIPPLING LIKE CLEAR WATER HE CHARMS EVERYONE UNDER HIS SPELL. MEN FALL FOR HIM. WOMEN FAWN OVER HIM. AMONG THOSE MEN WHO ARE OF HIGH VALUE BECOME THE MALE LOVE INTERESTS. THOSE WHO ABUSED HIM FELL FOR HIM. THE MAN WHO RAPED HIM FALLS FOR HIM. THE TYRANT EMPEROR OF ANOTHER KINGDOM BECOMES INFATUATED WITH HIM. EVEN THE FAMILY THAT SOLD HIM AWAY WANTS HIM BACK. ALL THESE CHANGES HAPPEN AFTER THE SOUL IS CHANGED. THEN WHAT ABOUT THE ONE WHO HAD DISAPPEARED? WHAT ABOUT THE ORIGINAL SOUL OF THE BODY THAT THE PROTAGONIST HAS TRANSMIGRATED TO? I WAS EXACTLY THAT ORIGINAL SOUL:THE REAL OWNER OF THE PROTAGONIST'S BODY. ZEKE, IS, BACK! FOR REVENGE. THIS WORLD WILL BURN DOWN WITH MY REVENGE. I REMEMBER NOW! I HAD SOLD MY SOUL TO THE DEVIL. FOR REVENGE. AND NOW, MY REVENGE STARTS. I WILL MAKE THIS WORLD MY HELL.

BOOK THREE IS FINALLY HERE. "His lashes....fl..fluttered!!" "Hi....his fingers moved." "He has woken up!!" The people I had left behind on my road to revenge cried tears of blood upon my rise from my eternal slumber. My friends were wailing in happiness; the very same friends I had abandoned in my pursuit of revenge. I had forgotten about them. So waking up to see them in tears and snot made my heart guilty than ever. Deep down I knew I was a shallow scum for not even thinking about them once. *BANG* The yakuza boomed through the door, his breath is disarray. His eyes looked at me with disbelief. Relief washed over him upon the realisation that this was not a dream. "You...you are awake. You are awake." "This is not a dream." He uttered frantically with a grim look on his face. Yet the worry was obvious in his eyes. The people that had missed me terribly kept wailing upon my return for they thought they had lost me. Thanks to my god I awoke again. Thus my life, this time, was returned to me as Zeke.