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Return Of Crazy Villain

Asher Leblanc. He was the Villain of the dating sim game I played. As you can expect he didn't get happy ending. After playing the game countless times, I noticed how unfair that game was. I really didn't like this setting. While the protagonist was clad in plot armor, Villain didn't have anything. Neither "Real" Friends, or someone who would care for him. In the end, I lashed out about it in forum and even gave one star review. However, I was only called "Crazy" in return, by other readers. At that time, I thought if only I could transmigrate in this story as "Asher Leblanc", I would show them real "Crazyness." I didn't think my wish would be fulfilled soon. "It's time to show them how crazy this Villain is."

Crazy_Villain · Fantaisie
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New Start

What would you do if you somehow transmigrate into another world?

Furthermore, does that world resemble the dating sim you played?

Many people might think they can gain an advantage with their knowledge of the game's future events. However, only I know how bad it is.

"Hey, System. We are back, aren't we?" I chuckled as I looked at the familiar surroundings.

[Yes, Host.]

As usual, it was a luxurious room, adorned with opulent furnishings and an air of extravagance.

The grand chandelier hanging from the ceiling, which makes me think it might fall on me someday.

Its sparkling crystals reflected the light, creating a mesmerizing dance of prismatic colors.

The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries depicting scenes of mythical creatures and epic battles, adding a touch of whimsy and adventure to the atmosphere.

A plush velvet carpet covered the floor, its deep crimson hue contrasting with the polished marble tiles that peeked through at the edges.

It somehow reminds me the floor where I died in previous life.

The furniture exuded elegance and sophistication. A regal four-poster bed stood against one wall, draped with flowing curtains of rich satin.

Its ornate carvings and intricate patterns showcased the craftsmanship that went into its creation.

Nearby, a finely crafted writing desk with curved legs and gilded accents beckoned, inviting me to sit and explore its hidden drawers.

Yeah, but those hidden drawers are already filled with useless trash items.

On the opposite side of the room, a cozy seating area enticed with its plush armchairs and a velvety couch adorned with silk throw pillows.

However, those chairs were also useless. Because seldomly someone comes to visit me.

A low coffee table displayed an array of delicate porcelain figurines, their delicate features seemingly frozen in time. It's frozen in time because it was never used.

I don't like caffeine drinks.

The room was bathed in natural light that filtered through large, ornate windows adorned with intricate stained glass.

The patterns of the glass created a kaleidoscope of colors, casting vibrant hues across the room and bringing a sense of enchantment to the space.

As you can expect from Duke Leblanc's youngest son's personal room.

One might be surprised to hear those details at first.

Isn't being son of Duke is best? Moreover, if that Duke is one of the most prominent figure of the Xanthalor.

Don't focus on weird name of the Empire. It's pretty much strong compared to other 2 Empires and 3 Kingdoms in the Astrafel continent.

However, only problem is Asher Leblanc is a minor villain in one of the heroine's route.

'Oi, System. Give me the welcome message.' I called out to the system.

[But isn't this your fourth turn already?]

'Tsk. Just do it. It gives freshness to me. You used to gave those messages in first turn a lot. Are you perhaps embarrassed now?' I smirked to think this system was behaving like this.

[Okay. Here you go.]

[Welcome, traveler, to the realms beyond your wildest imaginings.

I am the System, the celestial guide that shall accompany you on your extraordinary journey.

You have transcended the boundaries of your known existence and arrived in a world teeming with wonders and perils alike.

Within this boundless realm, you will navigate uncharted territories, encounter captivating characters, and forge your own path.

Your arrival here is no mere coincidence; it is a convergence of fate and destiny, an opportunity to reshape your reality.

As the System, it is my duty to impart upon you the knowledge and insights you require to navigate this unexplored domain.

I shall provide guidance, hints, and occasional challenges, but it is your choices, your resolve, that will shape the tapestry of your adventure.

Prepare yourself, for this is not a mere simulation or a game of whimsy. The consequences here are real, the stakes profound.

The world before you is alive with its own intricacies and intricately woven stories, eager to be unraveled by an intrepid soul like yourself.

Embrace the knowledge you have carried from your previous existence, for it shall grant you an advantage in deciphering the mysteries that lay ahead.

However, remember that true growth stems from the interplay of wisdom and experience, from weaving your unique narrative within the tapestry of this realm.

Now, traveler, gather your courage, steel your resolve, and step forth into this uncharted expanse. Your fate awaits, and the echoes of your choices shall resound throughout the annals of this world.

Together, let us embark on this extraordinary odyssey, where the boundaries of possibility are shattered, and where your true potential shall be revealed.]

Wow. What a load of bullshit. I really wonder how this system can keep his sanity after saying these things.

[It's not like I wrote this.]

Yeah. Yeah. I know it's written by your one and only- lovely goddess.

By the way, didn't you have second part of welcome message?

[You have unusual smart memory regarding these weird things.]

Don't whine. Complete the message.

[okay...]

[Greetings, wayfarer, and welcome to the world of Thulevia, a realm where the ordinary meets the extraordinary.

Don't waste this chance bestowed upon you by the belovant Goddess of Fate herself.

Your presence here is no accident, for you possess the potential to shape the very fabric of this world...]

Cut the crap. If your goddess is that belovant, tell her to send me back to the Earth.

[...]

Hahaha. I really wanted to do for the long time.

Moreover, what kind of potential your goddess see in me? Before transmigration, I was just a mere college student.

[You were really happy when I greeted you like this in the first turn.]

'...'

Do you expect me to stay same after dying four times?

I couldn't help but smirk.

Yeah, this is the world named Thulevia. And I was thrown here by "kind" Goddess of fate.

I have one barely useful system, too.

I wonder how this new start will turn out.