"In fantasy stories… villains always die in the end."
I've heard that line countless times, yet I never gave it any real thought.
But… what if I were that villain?
In a world ruled by noble bloodlines, where elite mages stand at the pinnacle of power, the weak have no place…
and those who dare defy their fate are never forgiven.
Then, I woke up.
Not in my own world… but in someone else's body.
Someone with no chance of survival.
Someone destined to be… the villain.
I was supposed to rewrite his fate.
That's how these stories usually go, isn't it?
But the moment I tried to stray from the path
death was waiting for me.
As if this world doesn't punish villains…
but punishes those who try to stop being one.
So… how do I survive?
If I'm not allowed to change my fate,
and waiting for the end means certain death…
am I supposed to just watch my own demise approach?
I was never a hero in anyone's eyes.
Not an heir, not a knight, not even a mage.
But I… was the only one who knew the ending.
And because I was the only one who knew
I chose to deceive the entire world.
A villain's mask.
A rebellion on the horizon.
Imperial children sentenced to death.
And a hidden orphanage… where fate itself is rewritten.
But… how long can I keep deceiving everyone?
And what will happen… when the questions begin?
Will I be called a savior…
or have I already become the very villain I was meant to be?