
by Scorin
The Demon’s Notebook — Reincarnated From The Hood I used to write stories to survive. Now I’m trapped inside one. After dying with my notebook in hand, I wake up in the world I created—but it’s wrong. The system feels off.The characters move different.And the story? It’s not listening to me anymore. Now I’m a demon with guns in a world of swords and magic, trying to survive the slums with the same people I grew up with. No heroes.No second chances.Just survival. We build a house.Turn it into something real.Start making money.Start making noise. The guild watches us.The arena fears us.The streets start calling our name. But while we’re climbing, something else is writing new rules. Changing things I never created.Creating problems that weren’t supposed to exist.Pushing the story somewhere darker. This world came from my notebook… but now it’s writing itself. If I can’t take control of the Notebook… Then whatever is out there will. And it’s not trying to save anyone.
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