Chapter 1: The Villain Who Woke Too Early
I died without warning.
No truck.
No heroics.
No dramatic last words.
Just darkness.
And then—
Light.
When I opened my eyes, I was staring at a ceiling painted with golden constellations that moved.
Not painted.
Moving.
A voice echoed inside my skull.
[Soul Successfully Transferred.]
[Host Identified: Lucien Vaelthorne.]
[Initializing Sin Accumulation System.]
My heart stopped.
Lucien Vaelthorne.
That name.
I knew that name.
Because I hated that name.
He was the final villain of the novel "Saint of the Radiant Dawn."
The tyrant who slaughtered cities.
The prodigy who betrayed the Academy.
The monster the Hero killed in the final chapter.
And now—
I was him.
Memories that weren't mine flooded into my head.
Noble family.
Top of the entrance exams.
Cold personality.
Unmatched talent in shadow magic.
And one unavoidable future:
Execution by the Hero at age twenty.
I sat up slowly.
The room was massive, decorated in black marble and silver chandeliers. Through the tall windows, I could see the floating towers of Aurelion Academy in the distance.
Tomorrow… was the entrance ceremony.
Tomorrow… was the beginning of the story.
Which meant—
The Hero was already alive.
Already blessed.
Already destined to kill me.
[System Notification]
You have deviated from original emotional baseline.
Synchronizing personality…
A sharp pain pierced my skull.
Images flashed before my eyes.
Lucien laughing as villages burned.
Lucien standing over corpses.
Lucien smiling at the Hero's despair.
My hands trembled.
"No."
I forced myself to breathe.
I am not him.
I just look like him.
[Synchronization Failed.]
[New Directive Detected.]
Would you like to overwrite original destiny?
I froze.
"Yes."
There was no hesitation.
If I followed the original plot, I would die.
If I changed it… maybe I'd survive.
Maybe.
[Sin Accumulation System Activated.]
Rule 1: The more fear you inspire, the stronger you become.
Rule 2: Major sins unlock abilities.
Rule 3: The world will attempt to correct excessive deviation.
I blinked.
"That's… not helpful."
So to live—
I still had to become a villain.
Just a smarter one.
A knock came from the door.
"Young Master Lucien," a servant's voice called nervously. "The carriage is prepared. The Academy requests your early arrival."
Early arrival?
That wasn't in the novel.
In the original story, Lucien arrived at the same time as the Hero.
Which meant—
The story was already shifting.
Or maybe…
The system was interfering.
I stood up and walked toward the mirror.
Silver hair.
Crimson eyes.
A face too beautiful to trust.
The face of the final boss.
I stared at my reflection and whispered:
"If I must be a villain…"
My lips curved slightly.
"Then I'll be the one who survives."
As I stepped into the carriage, the sky above the Academy darkened for a brief second.
Far away, in a small village—
A boy with golden eyes suddenly looked up at the sky.
The Hero.
He felt it too.
The story had changed.
And somewhere deep within the world's fate—
Something ancient opened its eyes.
[First Objective Generated]
Inspire fear within the Academy before the first trial.
Reward: Shadow Skill — "Abyss Step"
Failure: Narrative Correction Event
I smiled.
"Let the story try to stop me."
The academy gates opened slowly.
And the villain arrived before his own legend began.I Was Reborn as the Final Villain in the Academy's Prophecy
Chapter 1: The Villain Who Woke Too Early
I died without warning.
No truck.
No heroics.
No dramatic last words.
Just darkness.
And then—
Light.
When I opened my eyes, I was staring at a ceiling painted with golden constellations that moved.
Not painted.
Moving.
A voice echoed inside my skull.
[Soul Successfully Transferred.]
[Host Identified: Lucien Vaelthorne.]
[Initializing Sin Accumulation System.]
My heart stopped.
Lucien Vaelthorne.
That name.
I knew that name.
Because I hated that name.
He was the final villain of the novel "Saint of the Radiant Dawn."
The tyrant who slaughtered cities.
The prodigy who betrayed the Academy.
The monster the Hero killed in the final chapter.
And now—
I was him.
Memories that weren't mine flooded into my head.
Noble family.
Top of the entrance exams.
Cold personality.
Unmatched talent in shadow magic.
And one unavoidable future:
Execution by the Hero at age twenty.
I sat up slowly.
The room was massive, decorated in black marble and silver chandeliers. Through the tall windows, I could see the floating towers of Aurelion Academy in the distance.
Tomorrow… was the entrance ceremony.
Tomorrow… was the beginning of the story.
Which meant—
The Hero was already alive.
Already blessed.
Already destined to kill me.
[System Notification]
You have deviated from original emotional baseline.
Synchronizing personality…
A sharp pain pierced my skull.
Images flashed before my eyes.
Lucien laughing as villages burned.
Lucien standing over corpses.
Lucien smiling at the Hero's despair.
My hands trembled.
"No."
I forced myself to breathe.
I am not him.
I just look like him.
[Synchronization Failed.]
[New Directive Detected.]
Would you like to overwrite original destiny?
I froze.
"Yes."
There was no hesitation.
If I followed the original plot, I would die.
If I changed it… maybe I'd survive.
Maybe.
[Sin Accumulation System Activated.]
Rule 1: The more fear you inspire, the stronger you become.
Rule 2: Major sins unlock abilities.
Rule 3: The world will attempt to correct excessive deviation.
I blinked.
"That's… not helpful."
So to live—
I still had to become a villain.
Just a smarter one.
A knock came from the door.
"Young Master Lucien," a servant's voice called nervously. "The carriage is prepared. The Academy requests your early arrival."
Early arrival?
That wasn't in the novel.
In the original story, Lucien arrived at the same time as the Hero.
Which meant—
The story was already shifting.
Or maybe…
The system was interfering.
I stood up and walked toward the mirror.
Silver hair.
Crimson eyes.
A face too beautiful to trust.
The face of the final boss.
I stared at my reflection and whispered:
"If I must be a villain…"
My lips curved slightly.
"Then I'll be the one who survives."
As I stepped into the carriage, the sky above the Academy darkened for a brief second.
Far away, in a small village—
A boy with golden eyes suddenly looked up at the sky.
The Hero.
He felt it too.
The story had changed.
And somewhere deep within the world's fate—
Something ancient opened its eyes.
[First Objective Generated]
Inspire fear within the Academy before the first trial.
Reward: Shadow Skill — "Abyss Step"
Failure: Narrative Correction Event
I smiled.
"Let the story try to stop me."
The academy gates opened slowly.
And the villain arrived before his own legend began.