Hell hound reincarnation

if anybody is actually interested in my books a couple years ago I'm rewriting this one and dropped the others.

I didn't think I would come back to writing so I'm as surprised as you are.

if your new don't judge to harshly I'm bad at writing.

one thing I can confirm is this is not translated. I'm just bad with English even though it's the only language I know, also writing this on phone to.

anyways the actual synopsis.

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Me and my class were transported to a different world, a world filled with monsters, demons, and any fantasy thing you could think of.

In this world everybody is born with a special skill. The summoned heroes usually have 2 or more skills, I only had two btw.

One skill was just a basic fist fighting skill nothing special, but the other was unknown. It was only some glyphs no one knew.

Long story short I was seen as the weakest of the 20 heroes summoned. And I was. I wasn't hated by the kingdom or anything they actually tried to support me to get stringer.

But I died while exploring in the dungeon with 2 of the other heroes. A trap activated and I sacrificed myself to save the healer of the group.

Now I find myself in a forest a lot smaller than I used to be, and instead of the normal ghost white skin I used to have its now black and covered in fur. Still humanoid at least.

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yes to the people who originally read this I am changing things