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Surviving the Academy as a Third-Rate Villain in a Mech Suit

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When I opened my eyes, I found myself face to face with Darius Thorne, the main character of [Arcanus Academy], who was looking at me with disdain. Many questions raced through my mind. What is happening? Is this a dream? Why won't he stop yelling? Am I dead? Does he have something stuck in his teeth? Have I somehow entered the world of my favorite game, like in those Web Novels I read so often? I opened my mouth, about to ask one of the many questions that had come to mind upon realizing the huge mess I was in. What I was about to say would be my first words in this new world. I had to be careful; the slightest mistake could worsen my current situation, which, judging by how things looked, didn’t seem good at all. "Can you get that thing out of your teeth? It's distracting me." Everyone nearby fell silent and stared at me until a burst of laughter erupted. Darius covered his mouth, clearly embarrassed. 'Damn, I already messed it up.' - English is not my native language
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