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Ultimate Villain: I Made The Sons Of Luck Regret Existing

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[Mature Content R18] [Warning: This novel contains violence, psychological conflict, dark themes, and scenes of humiliation.] Lu Cheng hated one thing more than anything—trash villain novels. Until he saw one with a character who shared his exact name. A pathetic villain written only to be stepped on. Something snapped. He cursed the author. Cursed the story. Cursed everything. Then his heart stopped. He died. When he opened his eyes again, he wasn’t in his world anymore. A different place. A different life. And then it appeared. [Ding! Congratulations Host, you have bound to the Ultimate Villain System.] In a world ruled by “Sons of Luck” and chosen protagonists, Lu Cheng finally understands what he is meant to be. Nothing. A stepping stone. A background existence destined to be erased. But that ends now. He slowly looks at the new world before him, eyes cold. “If destiny made me a villain…” “Then I’ll crush every so-called Son of Luck until they regret ever existing.”
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Chapter 1 - Ultimate Villain: I Made The Sons Of Luck Regret Existing part 1

The male dormitory was quiet, broken only by the faint glow of a computer screen.

A skinny, ordinary-looking young man sat alone, eyes fixed on the monitor.

His name was Lu Cheng.

A simple novel enthusiast. Nothing special. Just another reader lost in fictional worlds.

Until today.

He had just found a web novel.

A trash-tier villain character… who shared his exact name.

A brainless stepping stone written only to be humiliated, used, and discarded for the protagonist's growth.

Lu Cheng's expression darkened.

"…Are you serious?"

His grip tightened on the mouse.

Then—

He snapped.

"Dog author! What kind of garbage brain do you have to write something like this?!"

"You think this is a story? Even a stray dog would write better plot than this!"

"If I ever find you in real life, I'll beat you into your grandson!"

His curses filled the empty dorm room, sharp with rage and disbelief.

But suddenly—

A piercing pain struck his chest.

"...Huh?"

His breath stopped.

His vision blurred.

The screen flickered.

And everything went dark.

When Lu Cheng opened his eyes again—

He was no longer in his dorm.

A vast, luxurious room stretched before him.

Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting warm golden light across polished marble floors. Expensive furniture lined the space—each piece screaming wealth, elegance, and authority.

Silence.

Luxury.

Distance.

"Where… am I?"

Before he could think further—

A sharp pain exploded in his head.

Memories that were not his own flooded in like a tidal wave.

A different world.

A different identity.

A novel.

And a villain who shared his name—

Lu Cheng.

"Ah—!"

He staggered back, breathing heavily.

"No way… this can't be real…"

His face paled.

He had transmigrated.

Into the very novel he had just read.

But worse—

He wasn't the protagonist.

He was the villain.

A stepping stone destined to be erased.

Slowly, he turned his head.

A full-length mirror stood like a door to reality.

He walked toward it.

And froze.

The reflection staring back was not his old self.

Sharp jawline. Cold, refined facial structure. Deep, piercing eyes that carried natural arrogance. A perfectly straight nose bridge. Slightly messy black hair that only made him look more effortlessly stylish.

A face like a top-tier male celebrity—the kind that made people instinctively look twice.

Not just handsome.

Dangerously attractive.

A natural aura of superiority clung to him, as though the world itself was beneath his notice.

Lu Cheng touched his face slowly.

"…Is this me?"

A bitter smile appeared.

"So this is the kind of life people envy…"

"And I'm just a stepping stone?"

His fists clenched.

"No."

"I refuse."

"If I'm going to die anyway…"

His gaze sharpened.

"I might as well survive properly."

And then—

A mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding! A target with the desire to change fate has been detected.]

[Binding requirements met. Automatic binding initiated.]

[Binding process… 5%… 11%… 27%… 59%…]

[Binding complete.]

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the Ultimate Villain System.]

Lu Cheng blinked.

Then his eyes lit up.

"A system…?"

A slow smile formed on his lips.

"Interesting."

Then immediately—

"System, how do I kill the Son of Luck?"

[Replying to Host: The Sons of Luck are favored by the heavens.]

[To kill them directly, Host must first weaken their luck.]

[Plunder their opportunities, seize their fate, and steal their related heroines.]

[Once their luck drops below 50%, Host may eliminate them directly.]

Lu Cheng listened quietly.

Then nodded.

"I see."

"Simple enough."

"Are there only one Son of Luck?"

[Replying to Host: This world is a fusion of countless novels.]

A pause.

Lu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then calmly commanded:

"Open system panel."

In the next instant—

A translucent game-like interface appeared before his vision.

[SYSTEM PANEL]

[Host: Lu Cheng]

[Strength: 75]

[Charm: 180]

[Endurance: 57 (Kidney Deficiency)]

(Average Human Value: 100)

[Villain Points: 0]

[Villain Halo: 100]

[System Mall: Locked]

[Skills: None]

[Inventory: None]

Lu Cheng stared at the panel silently.

Then suddenly—

His expression changed.

"…Kidney deficiency?"

For a second, silence filled the room.

Then he frowned sharply.

"System… kidney deficiency? Isn't this a bit too much?"

[Replying to Host: The system cannot modify the condition of the original body.]

[However, the host may purchase treatment or enhancement items from the System Mall.]

The tension in Lu Cheng's face eased slightly.

"…I see."

He exhaled slowly and shook his head.

"Then it's fine."

A faint smile returned.

"Everything has a price."

His eyes sharpened again as he looked at the panel.

"So this is my starting point…"

If destiny made me a villain…

Then I'll crush every so-called Son of Luck until they regret ever existing.