Miraculous Ladybug: The Only Competent Villain

It was supposed to be a regular day. He had been walking home from school, earbuds in, a stupid playlist blasting in his ears when—bam. A blinding light, a rush of air, a sensation of falling, and then... nothing.

When the world returned to him, it was not his world. He wasn't lying on the sidewalk, blood spilling from his body. No, he was... alive. And in someone else's body. Luka, of all people. A boy with blue hair and a guitar. A boy with no ambition, no plans, just... content with being nice to everyone around him. What a waste.

 "urghh" he groaned the pain came with feeling that weren't his own. Luka's memories in his head—the ones that weren't his. The familiar ache of grief, the bond with his sister Juleka. All of it was foreign to him, but also strangely malleable. He wasn't Luka. Luka had a simple, uneventful life, but he knew everything about the world he was now a part of. Every battle. Every villain. Every twist of fate up until season six.

And one thing was abundantly clear: Luka was a somewhat of fool. He wasn't a hero type. He wasn't a villain either, but that wasn't a problem for the past luka. in fact nothing here could be seen as a problem.

the entire world was, well incompetent. Ladybug? Unimpressive. Cat Noir? A walking disaster. The villains? Don't even get him started on Hawkmoth's absurd inability to get anything done. Everyone was fumbling their way through this world, completely blind to the fact that he, now in Luka's body, could now take advantage of them all.

My first priority was obvious: do what I wanted. "haa maybe this won't be to bad" I pointed out, believing I was fully in control of my future ahead. I wasn't just going to survive here—I was going to rule it. Paris, this 'bright' city, could be his in no time at all. All he had to do was outwit the so-called heroes and every villain that ever came after the Miraculous. And given the sheer incompetence he'd witnessed in the first five seasons, that seemed... doable.

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One Day Later...

The school day was already dragging on, but it wasn't the dull monotony of classes that grated on my nerves. It was the people. I was sitting in class, Luka's guitar case leaning beside me, waiting for some miracle to occur. No, not a miracle—a competent move.

The teacher droned on, reading some irrelevant history lesson. The students didn't even seem to be paying attention. I was flipping through the pages of the history book on WWII, feigning interest. He had better things to do than pretend to be like these idiots.

At the same moment, Adrien—the actual 'protagonist'—sat a few rows away, still pretending to be the perfect, innocent golden boy, eyes gleaming with the self-satisfied stupidity of a character who thought everything was going according to plan. Luka's memories, however, told him Adrien was just another pawn. The son of a ruthless man, brainwashed by his father's love, and his love for marinette or ladybug currently, woefully unaware of his own power. If only the kid knew the potential he had for something other than being a clueless hero.

"Hey, Luka," Chloe said, cutting through his thoughts with her shrill voice. placing her hand on the table. "Are you seriously not going to help me with this project? It's so easy?"

I blinked, my gaze falling on the hot, blonde, but spoiled girl who expected things to be handed to her simply because of her family's wealth. She wasn't even worth the effort, but I smirked, playing along. "Sure, Chloe. I've got all the time in the world to help you with whatever it is you're struggling with." His tone relaxed not caring about her tone, but she was too distracted by herself to notice.

As class finally ended, he gathered his things and walked out. Outside, the breeze was cool, but there was no peace in this city. Not when he was here.

And then, of course, there was Ladybug. The supposed hero of Paris. She was so predictable, completely oblivious to everything around her. She had the power to stop everything, but she was always so caught up in playing by the rules, never questioning a thing. Never thinking for herself. Pathetic. the power to do whatever she wanted and she, quoted by Chloe, Made it Utterly Useless.

I was thinking about my future plans—how he could manipulate her. It would be easy. Ladybug's morality, and lack of thinking ahead was her biggest weakness. I would expose it, show her that the world was better ruled by someone who truly understood power, not some naive girl who thought everything would work out just because she wore the magical earrings. She was to unfocused as a hero once the issue was 'solved she never tried to get rid of the root cause, at least not effectively.

Then, of course, there was Cat Noir. The boy was a walking disaster—a classic case of misplaced confidence and a fragile ego. And the worst part? He had potential. But Cat was just like every other "sidekick," too naive to see how easy it would be to manipulate him, twist his loyalty, use him as a puppet.

And then there was Hawkdaddy. What a joke. Every time that incompetent villain attempted to use the Miraculous for his own gain, he tripped over his own feet. He was a sad, broken man trying to wield the power of gods... and failing. But at least he was useful—for now. I could use him to further his own plans. If the marinette somehow gets on my tail I could use him as a distraction, providing him with the information necessary to rise to the top. All he needed was the right push. and then ill make that Evilizing bastard disappear. Luka left the build he could feel a smirk forming on his face confident in his future.