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“You just… have to work your snake charm on the nobles. Help us out. If they find anything, and they will, we’re like sitting ducks. Ready for hunt, nothing more, nothing else. If you can… If you just manage… So at least Essempi doesn’t fucking murder us in our sleep.”
Wilbur choked on his own breath. Impossible. It was impossible, he couldn’t mean that Soot, that Empire, that Essempi-!
“If they don’t take you, I don’t know how we will avoid full out war. You said it yourself, for fucks sake!”
Wilbur sobbed.
“I died. I think I died,” he breathed.
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Or: Wilbur Ash gets isekaid into a novel he hates, into a character he despises. As the new Wilbur Soot, his goal is simple: he has to survive.- Language:
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04 Jan 2026

