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A cursed CD game falls from the sky. I boot it up, build a ridiculously handsome villain with broken talents, and just as I hit “Start”—boom, I get electrocuted.

Now I’ve reincarnated as Lucien Caelum Valebrandt, a six-year-old noble and the infamous villain who helped the Abyssians win the last war.

Every 500 years, the Abyssian King is reborn. But when the 16 chosen heroes of this generation lost against the battle of the Abyssian King because of my character, the Goddess panicked—and rewound time.

Now those same heroes remember everything… and they want me dead.
Even though I just got here.

All I wanted was to play a game. Now I’m the villain blamed for destroying the world.

Reincarnated As A First Rate Villain: I Don't Know How To Play My Role

At the heart of the Valderian Empire—past the high inner walls forged from sun-forged marble and veined with glowing celestial ore—stood the Sanctified Grand Cathedral of Elyssira, the highest church in all of Aerithrall.

Its spires reached like divine spears into the heavens, their tips encrusted with radiant crystal that hummed with divine mana. The main cathedral was a monument to reverence, echoing with the solemn silence of faith and the low chants of age-old hymns. Yet today, that silence was fractured.

It was not the storm of wind or flame that shook the hallowed halls, but a storm of voices, wings, and parchment.

Chapter 35