I Wrote Trash Novels to Level Up, Now Everyone Thinks I'm the Hero

Being reincarnated was supposed to be the difficult part. Instead, he was born filthy rich. His father is a Sword Emperor who somehow decided running a merchant empire was a better retirement plan. His mother is a former Horseman of the Demon King—and may have been stronger than the Demon King himself. So naturally, their son inherited... mediocre magical talent. Honestly? Fine by him. He has money, loving parents, and absolutely no intention of becoming a hero. Then he discovers the System. Learn new languages. Explore unknown places. Clear dungeons. Defeat people stronger than you. Earn skills. Simple enough. There is only one problem. Writing turns out to be an excellent way to grind language proficiency. So, as a child, he writes the most cliché heroic garbage he can think of, tosses the manuscripts aside, and forgets they ever existed. His father finds them. His father publishes them. Years later, they are international bestsellers. Knights quote them. Children grow up reading them. Nobles argue about their meaning. A certain princess may be a little too obsessed with their mysterious hero. And somehow, every time he sneaks into a dungeon, learns a forbidden language, makes a questionable investment, or accidentally saves someone's life... people become increasingly convinced that he is that hero. He isn't. He would know. He wrote the damn character. What to expect: Progression Fantasy • LitRPG/System • Reincarnation • OP Family • Academy • Dungeons • Secret Identities • Languages & Magic • Merchant Shenanigans • Slow-Burn Romance • An MC Who Keeps Accidentally Farming Aura — Description from novelcodex.org