Transmigrated as the Novel's Final Boss

Tall buildings towered up to the sky around me, blocking my previously amazing view of the light-blue sky...and the smell was horrid.

It wasn’t even the smell of the humans around me...there was trash everywhere.

Sighing, I shook my head and soldiered on.

To be fair, I was now in the "slums" part of the capital, where homeless encampments were placed, so it was to be expected.

Looking around, I observed the people in suits around me, but they seemed...immune to the smell as they speed-walked forward without a care.

Not wanting to walk around a block of buildings to get north, I halted as a thin alleyway came into sight.

Exiting the crowd of people on the streets, I walked into the alleyway, which was filled with abandoned furniture and large dumpsters.

However, just as I stepped in, I felt a chill run down my spine.

...what was I thinking?

I was a teenager with a rich white collared shirt and red blazer walking into an alleyway in the middle of the slums.

Letting out a sigh, I gripped the pen in my pocket and strolled forward, going far past the point of no retreat.