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HOW I died like an IDIOT and BECAME IMMORTAL

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Synopsis: Dying at 21 because of a banana? Yep, that’s how this ridiculous story begins. Alan, an incredibly average guy (maybe too average), meets his untimely end in a way so pathetic it wouldn't even make the back page of a local newspaper. But instead of staying dead, he wakes up in a bizarre new world filled with elves, demons, beastkin... and absurdly muscular orcs. But here's the catch: he didn’t get any overpowered ability. No mountain-shattering strength, no dragon summoning spells. Just one thing—immortality. Cool? Maybe. Annoying? Absolutely. Now, thrown into a world of chaotic quests, strangely alluring girls with animal features, and enemies who seem allergic to logic, Alan embarks on a totally unheroic journey. Not to save the world, but maybe just to find a comfy bed where no one tosses him out the window every morning. A fantasy comedy with a dash of madness... just like its immortal idiot of a protagonist. Alan Just a regular guy with zero ambition, zero talent, and somehow... zero mortality. Alan never trained with a sword, never read ancient grimoires, and definitely never dreamed of saving the world. He’s the kind of person who’d trip over his own feet and blame the floor. After dying from a banana peel incident (yes, really), he wakes up in a fantasy world where magic is real, monsters are everywhere, and women have tails, ears, and serious attitude problems. His only ability? Regeneration so broken, he literally can’t die. His goal? Unclear. His strategy? Mostly screaming, running, and pretending he knows what he’s doing. He’s not a hero. He’s not a villain. He’s just... Alan. And somehow, that’s enough to break every rule in this messed-up world.
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