Sometimes, the most painful things aren’t lies. They’re the truths we spend our whole lives running from.
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"Three destinies await you, wanderer. Choose wisely... or let time choose for you."
Those were the last words I heard before I was supposed to die.
I thought it was finally over.
A life built on deceit, betrayal, and regret had ended.
But fate had other plans.
I woke up inside the very novel I grew up reading.
And the body I’d reincarnated into?
Nicolas Frey. A minor villain in the early arcs.
If there were an award for the most hated character, he’d win it without competition.
A weakling who couldn’t even survive a single semester of the academy.
A past that haunts him.
A personality that makes you want to punch him.
But I’m not him.
I can’t undo the things he did. Heck, I don’t even know most of them.
But I do know the future.
That should’ve been enough.
Play smart. Stay low. Graduate. Survive.
An easy life. That’s what I planned.
But plans don’t matter when you’re being hunted by fate itself.
And I’m starting to realise...
This story never gave anyone a happy ending.