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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 sun had barely dipped below the horizon when I reached the dormitory gates. The Academy's towers cast long shadows across the cobblestone paths, their stained-glass windows glowing with the last embers of twilight.

I stepped into the cool silence of the hall, the heavy door closing softly behind me. My coat was dusted with dried leaves, and my boots echoed across the polished floor as I walked toward my quarters.

"Master," came a soft, familiar voice.

Masha, my ever-efficient maid, stood by the entrance of my room. Her usual uniform was immaculate, silver hair tied into a loose braid, and her eyes calm and unreadable as always.

"Dinner is ready," she said. "You may take a shower while I prepare the table."

I nodded, letting the day's tension roll off my shoulders. "Fine."

Dinner With Masha