Faking It in Another World with My Snarky AI

I woke up in the corpse of a disgraced noble.

Stabbed. Hated. Probably murdered by his dangerously hot widow.

Now everyone thinks I’m a holy miracle.



I’m not.

I’m a failed actor with two unstable powers, a smartass AI in my head…

…and no idea what the hell I’m doing.



They want me to be their savior.

But something about this world feels… scripted.

The relics. The resurrection. Even my death.



This isn’t just a second chance.

It’s a performance.



And I was never meant to be the lead.