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Pokemon: I refuse to be a supporting character!

Sniperwoof
Li Xiang, a senior office worker, returned to the age of eleven and found himself in a Parallel World with real Pokemon, something he'd always dreamed about. But before he could enjoy his happiness, he discovered he now had a best friend with living parents, a fair appearance, a younger sister, and a commoner background— with his name being as generic as they get— Lin Feng! Shocked, Li Xiang then pieced together his situation and incredulously realized— “I’m not some side character in a novel who has no role in the later part of the story, am I?” Unable to accept this, Li Xiang decides to launch a counterattack against fate! (This book’s setting is a combination of elements from games, animation, manga, side stories, and personal creations.) -------------------------- This work is a Translation. If you're looking for something fresh and new, or if you're fed up of MTL translations and just bad translations in general - this one's for you. Read 25 advance chapters of [Pokemon: I refuse to be a supporting character!] as well as 35 advance chapters of [Pokemon: The Legendary Trainer] exclusively on my Patreon at - patreon.com/Sniperwoof
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