Lucien Ashborne was supposed to be a nobody — an early-game villain who existed only to be crushed by the protagonist. After provoking the wrong person, he vanished from the story without even a dramatic death scene.

When a player named James dies and wakes up in Lucien’s body, he inherits every bit of the villain’s broken reputation and zero of his privileges. Bullied, scorned, and abandoned by his own noble family, Lucien now stands at the bottom of the academy hierarchy.

To make matters worse, the world he knew as a game has no guaranteed happy ending… and the protagonist’s party treats him like a criminal.

But James isn’t the Lucien they think he is.

With fragments of meta-knowledge, a half-broken system that barely works, and a determination to avoid becoming cannon fodder, he chooses a different path.

He doesn’t seek glory.
He just refuses to disappear.

This is the story of a former villain trying to rewrite his role — not as a hero, but as someone who survives on his own terms.

"H-Her Highness… the Princess enters!"


The orchestral music didn't just fade; it was strangled into silence. A chill wind seemed to sweep through the warm, magically regulated hall, extinguishing the candles nearest the entrance.


"What? Her Highness?" "The Princess? She hasn't appeared in public for seven years…" "Good heavens. Is she participating?"


The nobles' astonishment quieted into a fearful silence as a radiant, terrifying figure strode in.


If Valerius was the warm, life-giving Sun, Rumina was a Solar Flare—beautiful, blinding, and utterly destructive.


She shared the same golden hair as her brother and sister, but hers was styled sharply, cascading down her back like a lion's mane. Her eyes were not the gentle gold of the Prince, but a piercing, metallic amber that looked ready to draw blood.


Chapter 118 - It's a dogfight