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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!"

Blood on the floor. Feathers everywhere. Claire praying. Zara flexing. Lilith crying softly with one busted wing. And Lucius?

"…What the hell is this?" he muttered.

Zara, who was standing guard at the broken door, turned around. "Oh yeah, I found that in the wreckage. It squeaks."

The duck exploded in a puff of smoke, glitter, and confetti.

Claire screamed. Zara fell over laughing. Lilith groaned, "Is this really what my life has become?"

Lucius stood in the middle of the chaos with glitter on his face and said, dead serious:

Lucius sat in the ruined bathhouse beneath Nachtveil Keep, shirtless, soaking in lukewarm water with a hundred floating candles around him.

Claire was behind a nearby screen, trying not to die of embarrassment.

"I-I'm only here to change your bandages, not—n-not to do anything weird!"

"I'm literally half-dead and glitterbombed. What's the weirdest thing I could do, slip on soap and discover your secret tragic backstory?"

"N-NO!" she shouted. "I mean yes! I mean—don't come over here!!"

Which, in Lucius's life, meant something terrible was about to happen.

The door to the bathhouse slammed open.

A girl with a massive pointy witch hat, tiny glasses, and a staff taller than her entire body marched in like she owned the entire underworld.

"There you are, you necro-flavored himbo disaster. I've been looking all over the damned continent for you."

"Who the hell am I?! Who the hell am I?!" she shrieked.

She stomped forward, waving her staff.

"I'm Velda Lumenight! Third-ranked Archmage of the Grand Clocktower! The one who taught you magic in your past life, cleaned up your messes, and bailed you out of that succubus scandal!"

Claire poked her head around the screen.

Velda grabbed Lucius by the collar and got in his face.

"You DIED, you bastard. You left me with twenty-four unpaid magic loans, one cursed raccoon, and a contract marriage to a vampire loli overlord who still sends me hearts!"

Lucius blinked. "Wait… there was a loli vampire?"

> [New Character Discovered: Velda Lumenight – Chaos Witch]

[Affinity: ??? | Status: Exasperated, Loud, Magic Debt Collector]

[Hidden Effect: Bonded in Past Life – Intimacy Threshold Lowered]

Velda let go of him, spun around dramatically, and sat on the edge of the bath.

"I've come to warn you," she said. "The Chosen Heroes have been summoned. And they know you're back."

Velda glanced at him with a glint in her eyes.

"One's the girl who betrayed you in your old life. Another's your ex-best friend. And the third… the third is your little brother."

Chapter 5: The Mage, the Bath, and the Exploding Duck