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Basil was a hardcore gamer, a legend among players, who conquered the toughest game ever created—not once, but five times. He knew every twist, secret, and tragedy the game held. But when he wakes up in the body of Leon Alaric, the most despised character in the game’s story, his life takes a turn no gamer could ever prepare for.

Leon Alaric, the disgraceful heir to the most powerful family in the world, is known for his despicable behavior: a bully, a gambler, and an alcoholic. But the worst of his crimes? His actions led to the death of Aria, the beautiful and kind maid adored by players. Her tragic fate triggered Leon's downfall, as even his father—the strongest man on Earth—disowned and executed him to salvage the family’s honor.

Now, with Basil trapped in Leon's body, he must navigate a treacherous world where enemies lurk within and outside his family. Armed with his extensive knowledge of the game and a mysterious system that grants him unique powers, Leon vows to rewrite his fate. But redemption won’t come easy.

Can Leon heal the scars he caused, protect Aria, and earn the trust of those who despise him? Will he uncover the secrets of his half-dragon lineage and rise to surpass even his father? Or will he succumb to the same tragic destiny?

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Transmigrated As a Game Worst Character

The day of Leon and Kefka Elendor's marriage had finally arrived. The Alaric household was abuzz with activity, filled with the sounds of celebration, the clinking of glasses, and the laughter of guests from all corners of the realm. For an entire week, Leon had been trying desperately to find a way to delay or cancel the marriage. He approached his father, Lord Alaric, suggesting more time to prepare; he even tried to feign illness, but no excuse worked. The preparations continued unabated, and the day was now here.

Leon sat in his room, pacing nervously. His mind was racing, not just because of the marriage, but because of what he had recently discovered—a revelation so monumental it shook the very foundations of his understanding of this world. His mother, Dracona Alaric, wasn't just any dragon—she was the Dragon Queen, the supreme ruler of all dragonkind.

The truth had come to light earlier in the week when a delegation of dragons from the fabled Dragon Lands arrived at the estate. The sight of these majestic creatures, their scales shimmering with an ethereal glow, had left the human guests in awe. Their purpose, however, was not just to attend the wedding but to pay homage to Leon as the direct heir to the Dragon Queen's throne. The weight of this revelation had hit Leon like a thunderbolt. He had always wondered about his half-dragon heritage, but to learn he was the crown prince of the Dragon Lands was beyond anything he had imagined.

More troubling was the memory of the game's original storyline. In the game, a devastating war between dragons and humans erupted in the final act. False information about the Dragon Queen's death had led the dragons to launch an all-out assault on the human world. The game's protagonist, through incredible feats of strength and strategy, had managed to fend off the invasion, killing hundreds of dragons in the process. When the Dragon Queen finally returned and learned the truth, she punished the dragons responsible and forged a peace pact with the protagonist, ensuring that dragons would never interfere in the human world again. Now, Leon realized that his very existence—as the Dragon Queen's heir—could alter the course of this catastrophic event.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Aria, his maid, who entered with a look of concern. "Young Master, it's time to prepare. Everyone is waiting for you."

Leon sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Do I have a choice, Aria?"

Aria hesitated but shook her head. "No, Young Master. Today is not just about you; it's about the family and the alliances being forged."

Leon nodded reluctantly and allowed Aria to help him into his ceremonial attire. The outfit was a masterpiece, adorned with intricate embroidery that depicted dragons and flames, a clear nod to his heritage. As he stood before the mirror, he barely recognized himself. The man staring back at him looked regal, powerful, and composed—everything Leon didn't feel at that moment.

When he descended to the grand hall, all eyes turned to him. The room was filled with nobles, dignitaries, and powerful figures from across the world. The air was thick with anticipation. At the far end of the hall stood Kefka, radiant in her wedding gown. Her beauty was unparalleled, her presence commanding. Even Leon couldn't help but feel mesmerized, despite the turmoil in his heart.