[Title : Contract]
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About thirty minutes later, Regal found himself back in the same office as the day before.
The same room. The same time of day.
Sitting across from him? The same faces.
Gwendolyn sat across the desk, composed and effortlessly stunning.
Maggie stood nearby, having just returned with two cups of tea and snacks, a small but thoughtful gesture to smooth over the morning.
If one were to look at Maggie - she is a woman in her early forties - and had be...
[Title : Quit]
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So yeah, Ragel's consistency, volume, and quality were winning him an ever-growing audience.
Just minutes ago, he had uploaded today's quota of chapters.
Yet he didn't leave his chair.
Instead, his attention shifted to the clutter of tabs open in his browser.
Most of the open tabs were actor profiles - images and bios of performers, some instantly recognizable, others entirely foreign to him.
But no, he wasn't seriously looking to cast anyone.
Not y...
[Title : LIE120]
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December 30th, 2009.
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Gregor's Apartment, Downtown.
The 2000s had arrived with an avalanche of new technology, reshaping how people consumed entertainment.
With every new app and gadget, the traditional hobbies struggle to keep up.
Light novels, and books once the main source of entertainment, slowly began to take a back seat.
But then came web novels - a new breed of storytelling.
Unlike the polished and heavily curated light novels, web...
[Title : Side Hustle]
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December 30th, 2009.
.
Tring–! Tring–!
The sound of his phone alarm sliced through the silence.
Regal's eyes flickered open, barely registering the alarm as he turned his gaze toward the desk, where his phone lay.
His blurry focus shifted to the clock on the wall.
Of course, it was only….4 in the morning.
Nonetheless, his hand reached out to the table and silenced the alarm with a deliberate tap, the sound cutting off mi...
[Title : ＜Harry Potter And The Sorcerer’s Stone＞]
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The man casually extended his hand toward her.
"I am Regal Seraphsail." He said with a relaxed smile.
Gwendolyn shook it, as she replied automatically. "Gwendolyn Oulworth."
"Right, Miss Gwendolyn." He said with a nod. "Shall we begin?"
Gwendolyn didn't answer immediately. Instead, she took a seat, feeling the weight of her tiredness pressing down on her.
Wait... what am I supposed to be doing with him again?<...
[Title : Gwendolyn Oulworth]
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Next Day.
Regal found himself standing outside a sleek building, the glass windows reflecting the early light of the day.
He reached the location thirty minutes before his scheduled appointment with the editor.
Regal wasn't nervous.
Because he didn't have many hopes to begin with.
Even though he knew the undeniable success potential of ＜Harry Potter＞, he wasn't naïve enough to think he would secure a publisher on his very first tryout it...
[Title : Manuscript Finished]
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Next day.
It was late - 10:58 p.m.
Regal just came back from finishing his part-time job, and his small flat was still, bathed in the soft glow of the streetlamp outside.
However, currently he couldn't be bothered with any other things right.
As soon as everything was set up, he yanked out the chair at his desk and powered up the computer.
The hum of the device powered on as he cracked his knuckles.
His sharp blue eyes fixed on ...
[Title : ＜Harry Potter＞Volume 1]
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[Name:] Regal Seraphsail
[Items]
[Skill Slots]
[Bulletin Board]
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"Two more minutes for the next refresh... I hope that pin or whatever works like the system mentioned."
Regal muttered under his breath, his gaze shifting once again to the screen.
The...
[Title : [Inkfinity Dex] System]]
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December 2nd, 2009.
.
The movie set was alive with restless and disarrayed movements.
It was a modest production, a mid-budget film of a second-time lead actor and a senior director who had a hit-and-miss career.
The crew moved hurriedly, adjusting lights, rearranging props, and shouting instructions to anyone within earshot.
"Extras, take your positions!" The young assistant director instructed while the director was discussing somethin...
Synopsis :
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Transmigration.
The word still hit Regal like a cold splash of water - a reminder of how his old life, against all his wild imagination, had ended in the least cinematic way possible.
No heroic sacrifice. No tearful goodbyes. Not even a poetic monologue.
Just… poof.
Lights out, curtains down, and show over.
Yet, here he was, still alive.
Regal Seraphsail - same name, same dreams, but in a world fourteen years into the past.
New packa...
