Transmigrated

In a world teeming with magic, where mythical creatures roamed and epic battles were fought, a man named Kael found himself caught in an extraordinary predicament.

Kael, a seasoned novelist from Earth, had unexpectedly transmigrated into his own fantasy novel, "The Dawn of Eternity".

However, despite being in his written world,Kael didn't awaken as the valiant protagonist or an omnipotent wizard, but as the infamous noble villain, Lord Varron.

Yeah he become a Villain.

Lord Varron was a character Kael had meticulously crafted to be the antagonist, known for his ruthless cunning and cold-hearted nature.

A character who will become Protagonist biggest challenge.

He studied his reflection in the ornate mirror, the imposing figure of Lord Varron staring back at him. His new face was sharp and aristocratic, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline. His eyes, a piercing icy blue, held an inscrutable gaze that reflected a thousand untold secrets. His dark hair, a stark contrast to his pale skin, fell in soft waves, perfectly framing his face.

"This is an unexpected turn of events," he said to himself, his voice as cold as the winter wind, devoid of any emotion.

"Of all the characters, I had to become the villain."

The world of his novel was a vast landscape filled with magic and swordsmanship, where humans coexisted with elves, dwarves, and a myriad of other mythical races.

As Lord Varron, he had access to an immense wealth and a formidable army, but his notorious reputation also made him a prime target.

He continued to stare at his reflection, his icy gaze unwavering. His expression hardened, his lips set in a grim line.

"I am the architect of this story. Now, it is my duty to survive it."

Stroking his hair,he sighed.

"What a mess, I have been right now."

Knock,Knock

The echo of a knock resonated through the grand chamber, breaking the silence. Varron's gaze shifted from the mirror to the door.

"Enter," he commanded, his voice echoing in the spacious room.

The door creaked open, and a maid timidly stepped inside.

She was a young woman with a beautiful face.

But it was ruined with marred by a fresh bruise. Varron's gaze hardened as he recognized the mark. It was his doing, a consequence of his character's cruel nature.

He studied the maid, her eyes downcast, her hands trembling slightly. This was the reality of being Lord Varron, a reality that Kael had written but never truly understood until now. The cruelty he had imagined for his character had real consequences in this world.

"Leave the tray on the table," he instructed, his voice devoid of the usual harshness.

The maid nodded, quickly doing as instructed before retreating to the door.

As the door closed behind her, Varron looked back at his reflection in the mirror. He was Lord Varron now, the villain of his own story. But he was also Kael, the man who had created this world. He had a chance to change things, to alter the course of the story he had written.

Just then,Varron's life took a sudden turn when he stumbled upon a familiar manuscript in his desk.

'This is..."

The manuscript seemed old, its pages yellowed with age, its leather cover worn and faded. But what truly intrigued Varron was the title - it was his own novel's title. Intrigued and a little unnerved, Varron opened the manuscript.

As he began to read, he realized that the manuscript wasn't just a book. It was a story about his novel, a narrative of this world. But it wasn't the life he was living now. It was a cruel, twisted version of his life where he was the villain.

The strangest part was that Varron remembered writing this manuscript in his past life. The narrative, the characters, the plot twists - they were all too familiar. Yet, he had no idea how the original manuscript had ended up with him in his current life.

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As the days turned into weeks, Varron, or rather Kael, found himself settling into his new life. He played the part of the cruel noble, all the while trying to subtly change the course of events he had written. But a question continued to gnaw at the back of his mind: Why was he here?

One evening, as he sat in his study surrounded by ancient tomes and scrolls, Kael decided to seek answers. He knew the world of his novel like the back of his hand, but understanding the reason behind his transmigration was a different matter altogether.

"Perhaps the answer lies in the novel itself," he mused, pulling out the original manuscript of "The Dawn of Eternity".

He spent hours poring over the pages, looking for any clue or hidden message that might explain his situation.

Despite his best efforts, the answer eluded him. Frustrated, Kael leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples.

"Why am I here?" he asked aloud, his voice echoing in the silent room.

As he stared at the flickering candlelight, Kael knew he had a long journey ahead. He was determined to uncover the truth behind his transmigration and, hopefully, find a way back home.

 He continues to read and re-read his novel he wrote based on his memories, searching for any clue that might explain his transmigration.

It has been hours, as he sat in his study, a realization struck him like a bolt of lightning.

He think he already has an answer as he realize something.

His novel... it never ended!

He had been so engrossed in writing "The Dawn of Eternity" that he hadn't noticed a crucial detail. He never wrote the conclusion. The story was left hanging, the fate of the characters, including Lord Varron, left undecided.

Kael stared at the unfinished manuscript, a sense of disbelief washing over him. Could this be the reason for his transmigration? Was he here to finish the story he had started?

As he pondered over this revelation, a renewed sense of purpose filled him. Whether or not this was the reason for his transmigration, he knew what he had to do. He had to finish the story, not just for himself, but for the characters he had created.

'Still,this will be a difficult challenge.'

There is a reason why Kael thought about this.In order to reach the ending,he need to defeat the true villain of his novel.

This villain is also one of the reason why his novel didn't reach the end.The villain that surpassed his readers expectations.

The Dark Sovereign,a being with a immense power that even the Protagonist struggle when fought with him.

'Right now,I am 17 years old,meaning that I have time about 10 years to prepare.I need to get stronger.'

He thought while his eyes glowed for a bit.

With the daunting task of confronting the Dark Sovereign ahead, Kael, living as Lord Varron, knew he needed to become stronger.

His first step was to understand and master his core magic.

"Core magic" refers to the fundamental magical ability that a character possesses. This magical ability is unique to each individual and forms the basis of their magical prowess. It's akin to a personal trait, a part of their identity.

In his novel, Lord Varron had the power of Telekinesis, the ability to move objects with his mind. It was a power that Kael had often written about, but now, he had to truly comprehend and control it.

Seated in the grandeur of his study, Varron closed his eyes, focusing his mind inwards. He could feel the energy of his core magic swirling within him, an untamed whirlwind of power waiting to be harnessed.

He began with medium sized objects, focusing his mind on a chair infront of his desk. He imagined it moving, visualized the energy flowing from his mind to the chair. After several attempts, the chair twitched, then slowly rose into the air. A small victory, but a victory nonetheless.

A day has passed as Varron honed his Telekinesis. He moved from manipulating medium sized objects to larger ones, gradually increasing the complexity of his tasks.

With each passing hours, his control over his core magic a bit improved. It was a slow and arduous process, but he could feel himself growing stronger. But this was just the beginning. Varron knew he had a long journey ahead, a journey to unlock his full potential and prepare for the challenges that lay ahead.