Lukas142

--WSA 2025 ENTRY--

Neraxis saved the people and wiped out the monsters, but instead of cheers, he faced silence and a glowing blue text:

[Task Failed Successfully!]

[Rating Generated: SSS-Rank]

"The hell does that even mean?" he muttered, finding the situation a bit strange.

Before he could process, the so-called heroes—who had hidden while he fought—emerged. He waited for gratitude, only to feel a dagger pierce his back.

The only girl he loved stood behind him.

She betrayed him.

The crowd and heroes? They were staring at him with disdain and contempt.

"You..." he groaned as a spear and sword headed for him, ending his life.  
 
But instead of dying, he was sent back to the past—specifically, to the first day of the academy, year 2367, 8 years before his death.  

However, many things had changed. One of the most significant was the sudden appearance of a Tower, a mysterious structure that had appeared across all the continents, granting power to those brave enough to contest its challenges.

"Not again... With this chance I will end you all" Neraxis vowed to himself, embarking on his path of revenge, while also trying to give his life new meaning.

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Disclaimer: MC is not instantly going to be a villain, as his background is that of a hero. The switch will be gradual in accordance with the events that happen along the way. Some snippets of such events have already been teased :)
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The SSS Ranked Villain's Return

It was now midnight, and Neraxis had been sitting in a bush for the last four hours.

However, his boredom was overshadowed by the fact that there were so many monarchs around.

Even if their moniker did not mean much—since their strength wasn't great—their numbers more than made up for the difference.

Now, it was finally time for him to make a move as well.

There was a batch of nine people heading into the forest, and another two right behind them.

Since there was no particular pattern, Neraxis decided to go right behind the two people, calmly walking forward.

It's a pity I don't have the device that changes my hair color—would really be useful, he remarked inwardly, but it was his own fault for rushing to go sooner.

If he had asked, Amara would have likely given him what he wanted.

Set up?