Sigh…You know, it’s kind of ridiculous that I even have to do this.Oh—right. You’re probably wondering where the usual brackets went. Don’t worry. That’ll be explained later.…Or not. Honestly, I don’t care enough to promise anything.This is Chapter 0.A preview. A teaser. A tiny crack in the wall so you can peek at what’s coming.Haha… you know I could just spoil the entire story right now, right? End it before it even begins. Wouldn’t that be—「Ayy, don’t ruin the fucking story. We need this to actually run.」…Tch.(Why should I care anyway? E over here chose JJ and Jay.First of all—lazy naming. Truly inspired creativity right there.Second—he picked their lives to tell, not yours.Which is funny, considering your life isn’t even the one he rewrote the most back when he was younger.)「You mean six years.」(Yeah. Six years.All these stories—no, wait—all these lives.The ones that stayed trapped in his old school notebooks. I mean, their worlds.All because he doesn’t want to write on his phone. That’s not tragic. That’s just lazy.)「You know he has his own life. He’s not some god.」(…You sure about that?Because to the others, he might as well be.)「Look, just get on with it already. What’s this one even about…」 sighs.Smirk.(He followed the Korean writers from his world.Yep. It’s a regression story.)「Of all the genres, he chose that one?」 rolls eyes.laughs softly(I know. At this point he might accidentally add his OC into the Solo Leveling multiverse.)「Tch. Don’t give him ideas. Last thing I need is another Song Jin-Woo copycat.Wait—aren’t regression heroes basically all Song Jin-Woo copycats anyway?」laughs louder (Exactly.)「For the love of me, I hope this bastard isn’t a necromancer.If he is, I’ll personally ruin his life.」Said with genuine irritation.Stern look.(Nope. Not happening.You go bother the people in your world.I’ll handle the ones in mine.)「Tch. I hope this copycat beats the brakes off you.」And with that, he left.Smirk.(He wishes.Doesn’t matter if it’s the real Song Jin-Woo or some hero pulled from a manga, manhwa, manhua, or whatever fiction your planet pumps out.If they come for me—I’ll kill them.)…Anyway.Where was I before the interruption?Ah, right. Spoiling the story.Honestly, that conversation already did half the work.So yes—there’s a hero.He goes back ten years.Gets stronger.Gathers friends.And eventually… kills me.You know the drill.Final battle.Dramatic speeches.And the ultimate weapon—✨ The power of friendship. ✨Now you’re probably wondering:If I know all this… why am I not scared?I mean, sure.This story’s been recycled over ten thousand times.The cow’s been milked dry.There’s nothing original about it.And yet—Everyone loves a story where the hero defeats evil.Isn’t that right?Heck, it’s even in your planet’s religious texts.Some call it destiny.Some call it salvation.Christians call it the Rapture.144,000 ascend to heaven.And the remaining 8,272,309,212 are left behind to die.Funny, isn’t it?They’ll say those weren’t innocent souls—And forget that among those left behind are children.Roughly two billion, if you count ages 0 to 14.Pull out the statistics and suddenly the fairy tale gets uncomfortable.Oh—and here’s the irony:About 2.38 billion of your planet identifies as Christian.Isn’t that… poetic?But anyway.The hero will suffer.He’ll overcome trials.He’ll save his world.And everyone will live happily ever after.…Hmm.Now that I think about it, it’s going to be a pain for E to write my monologues like this.So let’s wrap it up.The name’s Suit.Tux Suit.And I sincerely hope you enjoy the story of my defeat.You’re probably thinking:“If you know you’re going to lose, why tell us?”“Are you planning to change the ending?”No.The final fight won’t even be much of a fight anyway.So why bother changing a known outcome?I’m telling you all this because—It’s more fun that way.And because I know E doesn’t have the patience to drag this out for a hundred chapters.Let’s be real.This is a project he’ll abandon in a month.Enjoy it while it lasts.
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