The Lives of Nobody Important by Mark Underwood

I can’t die, at least, not in the traditional sense. Every time I’m killed, I wake up with a new body, in the same place. Over and over and over again.

How did I discover this? I was forced to kill myself by the evil bastard who I used to call my boss. He knew the struggles I was facing, and he exploited them.

But he didn't know I would be coming back.

This is my story. This is my revenge. This will not end well.

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