I Was Sent Into A Shitty Urban

Afterabrutaldayontheconstructionsite,Jaxoncollapsedontohiscotwithnothingbutsoremuscles,acheapdinner,andaphoneinhand.Outofboredom,hepickeduponeofthosemindlessurbanwebnovels—completewitharrogantyoungmasters,all-powerfulprotagonists,andwomenfallinginloveeveryotherchapter.“Whowritesthisgarbage?”hemuttered,tossinghisphoneasideandcursingthestory,thecharacters,andtheplotthatmadenodamnsense.Thenhewokeupinsideit.Notastheprotagonist.Notevenascomicrelief.He’sthevillain—thearrogantheirofawealthyfamilydestinedtobepubliclyhumiliated,slappeddownbytheprotagonistoverandoveragain.