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I had nothing left to live for.
No family. No friends. No future.
Just a shattered soul wandering through a world that had already taken everything.

Then I died.
And that’s when everything changed.

I woke in a realm between worlds—where gods whisper and broken souls drift.
There, I met Ashen Crimson.
A tyrant. A fallen god. A man who destroyed his own fate.

And he made me an offer:
Take my life. My memories. My curse.
Live again… as me.

Now I’ve awakened in Zerawell, a world of bloodlines, magic, and power.
As Ashen Crimson, the most hated heir of a disgraced noble house.
A shadow wielder. A hollow soul. A threat to the throne.

But I won’t follow his path of ruin.
I’ll forge my own—
Through strategy, secrets, and shadows.

Let them call me villain.
Let them fear my name.

Because I didn’t choose this story.
But I will control how it ends.


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Not the Hero, Not the Villain — Just the One Who Wins

The classroom door slammed open with a bang that made three students jump in their seats. Twenty heads snapped toward me as I strode in, my shadow stretching unnaturally long across the floorboards.

[System: Dramatic entrance check: Success!]

The usual suspects were all there:

Liora and Noora immediately started whispering behind their hands, their smirks sharp enough to flay skin.

Rin was holding court with his usual sycophants, barely glancing my way before dismissing me like yesterday's trash.

Nyx's crimson eyes locked onto me like a predator spotting wounded prey, her lips curling in amusement.

Cecilia pointedly turned her head away, frost creeping across her desk in clear dismissal.

The Hypocrite Saint