The Villain Is Forced To Work Again!

The Villain Is Forced To Work Again!

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An author transmigrated into their story after getting hit on the head! They found themselves to be the tragic villain of the story! Will they survive the tragic childhood of the Villain? Will they find the loves of their life?🤨 [this story includes: poly relationship(I couldn't decide on who the ultimate love interest would be 😔), M×M/B×B(:3), LGBTQ+ 4bus3] idk if I will put smut(probably wont) in this so if I do I'll put a warning at the start of the chapter🤗 I might go missing if I can't finish this like the other story {Masks} 😔 PS:[I'm sending this to my teachers.]
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