Damn The Author

My name is Loki. Not the god of mischief, but close enough.

In my last life, I was an orphan with a bad attitude and a worse haircut.
My hobbies included tricking rich kids, stealing cheap paperbacks, and reading one fantasy novel over and over again.

And then I woke up inside it.

Not as the protagonist.
Not as the villain.
Just a nobody. A background character with zero stats and no plot relevance.

Worse? I remembered everything.

The betrayals.
The corrupted kingdoms.
The apocalypse disguised as prophecy.
The chains. The flame. The end of the world.

Oh—and the author?
Let’s just say they made a lot of… questionable decisions.

So I decided to make a few of my own.