I thought I could live comfortably. Until the main character tried to imprison me.

Eliza de Bevel, a notorious villainess. I decided to run away from her, as she was trying to kill me… But her reaction is strange?

It wasn’t even malicious criticism. I just gave feedback in the tone I was asked to. So why the hell did I, the writer who just wanted to help a junior, possess this body of the prospective groom… a villain, who died in the hands of the heroine on their wedding night?

War hero. The strongest in the world. Those are the epithets of the protagonist I created in my novel. Now I have to catch and destroy that bastard.

I used to think that my stealing skill only worked on what was worthless to a person. But just before I died, I realized that I could also steal the skills. So I stole the regression.

“I really feel like having one of those special macarons from the cafeteria today. You think you could get me one?” I sit diagonally behind the heroine in class. I’m basically her errand boy. “We are [friends], after all.” …And I’m happy to do it.

[Unique Ability: Curse of Fear – Causes extreme stress and fear to any living creature within a 50m radius.] …But why am I okay?

The game spoilers turned out to be fake. The characters I gathered thinking they were heroes are actually all villains. In other words, I accidentally created a villainous organization.

I saved the Warrior who used to ignore and bully me and now she is obsessed with me.

The only way to stop the earth’s doom. Is to seduce the girl who is the student council president.