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This is the story of a man who had no choice but to become a villain.

But not just any villain because even villains have standards.

This is the journey of a man learning how to become one. And to help him, the MC has access to an unlimited number of villains in his System Space, pulled from across all realities from every known dimension: Murim, Cultivation, Supernatural, Urban, Martial Arts, Mecha, and beyond.

So what is it that Razeal can learn?
What can he teach? And why?

How can someone with knowledge from nearly every kind of reality reshape the one he’s living in?

Someone with the potential to access everything the multiverse has to offer?

Tired of seeing the same ideas repeated?
The same system copy-pasted with no soul?

No real character building no personalities, no free will?

Come read this.

Who knows you might find something worthwhile.

I Have 10,000 SSS Rank Villains In My System Space

Razeal finally took a deep breath the moment Nova vanished from sight, her chilling presence no longer pressing down on him like a mountain. His shoulders, tense and rigid all this time, sagged slightly as if only now realizing the strain. His heartbeat pounded in his ears, loud and relentless, as the adrenaline coursing through his veins made his body feel both heavy and hollow at once.

He was fucking scared. Scared to the bone.

But he was still standing. Somehow.

His gaze drifted across the crowd that had watched everything in stunned silence. He ignored the sea of faces, their widened eyes, their barely concealed whispers starting to stir as the tension of the last moments began to crack apart. His mind felt like it needed a moment, just one, to rest.

So Much To Say But