Black Clover: An Author's Retcon

Black Clover: An Author's Retcon

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Which anime/manga/fantasy novel fan doesn't know meaning of the word isekai/reincarnation? I mean even asking it is lame. It is simple, the character dies and thanks to Fate's twisted nature, they are transported in some other world where they have to either endure hardships or are handed things on their feet easily. Depends on Luck Factor which is another twisted being. But what are the chances of a mere Fanfic Author getting isekaied into his own Fanfiction, a discontinued one at that..... What's more of a fun ride then getting in the body of the main character itself? The only poor soul that the authors love to torment no matter what... .....well pretty much low but not impossible. Yeah.....Fate is a cruel mistress no cap.. (I don't own Black Clover or its characters, it belongs to its rightful creator and author. All I own is my own characters (OCs) and this fanfiction.
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If you hear the word reincarnation nowadays, it is usually an untrue fairy tale of being transported into a new world and overcoming the greatest evil to bring about a glorious peace. Yet that unrealistic scenery gets pummeled by the extent of reality. A world too cruel where strength was all that mattered and moral principles were unimportant. The life of the weak is as cheap as dirt. Everyone has died. The same goes for me. Yet again, the raging rides of fate shifted me into a new world once more. So... peculiar. Absurd. Cruel, even. The curse of immortality, stripped of the right to rest. Maybe I just have that lingering desire to live despite it all. Destruction shall befall those who gets in my way. Permissiveness I shall embrace. Nonintervention to those who knows their place. A new reality's beginning... heralded by life and death.

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