Luxioz

[WSA-2025-ENTRY]

"Why? Just why?"

"Why did I became this guy?" That was the first thing I said when I see myself on the mirrors reflection. 

Lucien Drelmont. 

A bottom-tier instructor at Noctis Ardentis Academy. A joke of a character. A corrupt, talentless noble despised by both students and faculty. 

He was one of the early game villain, that was destined to die, a stepping stone for the protagonist, a scapegoat for the Academy, no matter what way the game is played his death was destined. 

And now I need to survive as him, in this hellish academy.
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[No Harem]
[No NTR&Yuri]

5-8 chapter per day.

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[Magic Castle - Your character will be on the novel.]

[Spaceship - You will get your character and Some important dialogues.]

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Villainous Instructor at the Academy

Morning came, but it brought no comfort. The light filtering through the treetops did little to chase away the oppressive weight lingering in the air.

Leo was resting—for now. His breathing had steadied, his expression no longer twisted with pain. But I wasn't fooled. The crystal was holding the remnant at bay, but it wasn't a solution. It was a patch on a leaking dam.

Mira's voice was quiet, but her tone carried a weight that pulled me out of my thoughts.

I turned to see her standing near the treeline, her expression tight. Julien stood beside her, his jaw clenched, eyes scanning the forest with sharp focus.

"Something's wrong," she murmured.

"Define 'wrong,'" I said softly, already moving toward them.

"Quiet," Julien muttered, his grip tightening on his sword.

"Too quiet," Mira added, her fingers brushing the hilt of her dagger.

I frowned, stretching my senses outward.

Price for survival