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“You betrayed me in my first life… Now you kneel in my second.”

Ryouma Kazuki died a joke.

Betrayed. Forgotten. Used.

But death was only his beginning.

Reincarnated as Lucius Nachtveil, the final boss of a cursed fantasy world, he wakes up with power beyond logic—and a fate written in blood. Feared by all. Loved by none. Or so he thought...

Because something is wrong with this world.

The heroines who once betrayed him? Now obsessed with him.
The heroes who should slay him? Losing to him.
The gods who cursed him? Watching in silence.

His body is cursed. His heart is fractured. And his power grows the more he’s hated.

Yet no matter how cruel, cold, or chaotic he becomes...

They. Can’t. Leave. Him. Alone.

From yandere elf assassins to holy angels corrupted by lust, Lucius is surrounded by a harem he never wanted—and a destiny he refuses to follow.

But he’ll play their game.

He’ll become the villain. The tyrant. The monster.

And when the world begs for salvation...
They’ll find that only the devil can save them.

"Reincarnated as the Final Boss, But the Girls Won’t Let Me Die!"

The corrupted moon cast a blood-red glow across the crumbled spires of Nachtveil Keep. Thunder rumbled above. The rain never came.

Lucius—once Ryouma Kazuki—stood still as Lilith Astrema circled him slowly, her armored heels clinking against the stone.

"So," she murmured, crimson eyes scanning him like a predator, "you really don't remember me?"

In his past life, she was the first heroine he ever maxed out in Crimson Thrones. The Holy Maiden turned fallen angel. Her betrayal cut the deepest—confessing her love, then stabbing Lucius in the heart before handing him over to the heroes.

And now… she was looking at him like a starving wolf.

"You've changed," she said finally. "The old Lucius begged. Cried. Loved."

She stopped in front of him, inches away. "You… feel like sin incarnate."

> [You have unlocked: Charisma of the Cursed – LVL 1]

[Effect: Seduction chance increases with each cruel truth spoken.]

Lilith blinked. Her cheeks flushed. She bit her lip.

Another figure emerged from the hallway behind her.

A girl with soft brown hair tied in twin braids, wearing a cracked priestess robe that clung to her like it was made of paper. Her golden eyes were wide with panic.

"L-Lady Lilith! We shouldn't be here! If the other Chosen find out you're consorting with the Demonblood Tyrant—"

"Shut up, Claire," Lilith said sweetly. "Or I'll break your legs again."

But her aura… it shimmered. Holy magic. Suppressed. Chained.

> [Hidden Quest Unlocked: Break the Chains of the Fake Saintess]

[Reward: Divine Affection + Holy Relic: Eden's Tear]

"Then kneel," he said, "and I'll free you from her."

Lilith raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You think you can take me now?"

Lucius didn't answer. He raised his hand.

A dark circle etched itself into the air—red lightning flashing within.

Lilith stepped back. "Wait… is that—?!"

> [Skill Activated: Domain – Crimson Grave]

[Effect: For 10 seconds, all who enter shall taste despair.]

The throne room exploded in black and red light.

When the storm faded, Claire was on the ground, gasping for breath.

Lilith was kneeling. Her armor was cracked. Her wings were twitching.

Lucius stood in the center, cloak burning away, revealing glowing runes across his chest.

> [You have gained 1 Affection Point: Lilith (Conflicted Lust +2, Terror -1)]

[You have gained 3 Affection Points: Claire (Gratitude +3)]

"W-what… what are you?" Lilith whispered, shaking.

He walked up to her, leaned down, and said:

She crawled toward him—then hesitated.

"Are you… going to hurt me too?"

Lucius looked down at her, his eyes glowing faintly.

"No," he said softly. "But stay near me long enough… and the world will."

Chapter 2: The First to Fall