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.

Those words escaped my lips as I watched Tony glaring at me from across the campsite. His eyes were bloodshot, rimmed with dark circles, and filled with enough killing intent to suffocate a goblin.


I had been teasing him all day—stealing kills, dodging traps he set for me, and generally existing as a stain on his pride—so he was thoroughly provoked.


It was time to proceed to the next stage.


Considering we were a B-Rank survey team, we had traversed the outer perimeter of the Prismatic Plains quickly. But we were still only at the entrance of the real dungeon.


There was an 'Event' that had to proceed. And there was a 'Guest' I had to meet.


I turned my head slightly, observing the other members of the Iron Fangs packing up their tents. They looked tired, anxious, but greedy. They smelled the loot waiting in the Boss Room.


Chapter 109 - Prismatic Plains [3]