Damerus Noir

Haa! Haaa!! Haa! Haaa!!

I gasped for breath, my body shivering uncontrollably from the cold sweats that drenched my back.

''What the fu*k was that?'' I whispered, my heart pounding like a drum. My mind was dizzy, and I could barely feel my own body. I clutched the bed for support, afraid I might faint.

In the last few hours of my life, something extraordinary and illogical had occurred. Especially Amelia and the mysterious mechanical voice.

Wait a minute, now that I think about it, my emotions and sensations had returned. I smiled at the thought of those moments without any feelings. It had been maddening to attend my own funeral and feel nothing.

But what about Amelia's strange transformation? Before that, my emotions and desires were like an endless Void, devoid of anything.

I glanced around. I was lying in a medium-sized bed with decent designs. The room was spacious, equipped with a mirror, television, study desk, and everything one would need.

It felt like a hotel room.

Just then, I heard a mechanical voice:

[Integrating Lord of Villain System with the host.]

[Completed.]

[Host Status]

Name: Damerus Noir

Energy Cultivation: 1st Tier

Trait(s): [Egoist] [Playboy] [Villain] [Calm Mind]

Skill(s): [Earth Wall] [Lightning Ball]

Manual(s): [Aether Circulating Technique]

Villain Points(VP): 0

[Would you like to open Starter Gift?]

[Yes]

[No]

The red, semi-transparent screen floated before me, but I didn't read the words right away.

Gradually, my mind started calming down, and I remembered the words of the mechanical voice: 'Special-Grade Player,' 'Transmigration in a world from my memories,' 'Game-1: Tutorial,' and 'Something that would make me differ from other Players.'

Taking a moment, I absorbed the information. So, I was a Special-Grade Player in a game, currently in a world I know and is Game-1: Tutorial, and this system is what that will set me apart from other players.

I had no desire to return to my previous world. After all, I died there, and the only person I would remember, Amelia, had undergone a strange transformation.

As thoughts of her heavenly beauty filled my mind, I couldn't help but wish I could feel frustated for not being abel to feel those rosy lips.

"But seriously... Amelia... Who are you?" I asked wistfully, my memories with her slowly resurfacing.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my jumbled emotions. I smiled slightly, shaking my head at the absurdity of feeling calm in this situation.

Then, I focused on the red screen and read the few letters, "Damerus Noir?"

The name sounded familiar.

"Damerus Noir." "Damerus Noir." "Damerus Noir." "Damerus Noir." "Damerus Noir."

I repeated the name like a broken record, struggling to remember where I had heard it before.

''Da-"

Suddenly, it all came back to me. Countless memories flooded my mind, but thankfully it was not something like fusion but like watching a very, very, very long film—a 16-year-long film, to be precise.

After experiencing the entire life of the previous Damerus, I felt changed.

''Sigh. Did I really have to transmigrate in this Novel?"

A sense of depression and frustration washed over me as I realized my fate.

Damerus Noir, a minor villain in a novel I had read, [Holy Knight of Darkness].

The protagonist, a powerful Knight of Darkness, was betrayed and killed by the king he served. After his reincarnation, he possessed the highest affinity for both Light and Darkness elements.

And here I was, occupying the body of Damerus Noir, a villain whose sole purpose was to annoy the protagonist. Eventually, he was killed by the protagonist—the first person the protagonist murdered after entering the Academy.

A problem emerged: the protagonist was not a typical hero who sacrifices his life for every person he passes by,no, he was more like a villain and I genuinely admired him.

Now that I was in a novel where the protagonist is kind of a villain, did that make me a hero?

Hell, nah.

Then I looked at the other words. This [Calm Mind] seems to be the thing that made me not go frenzzy, 'But how did I ge- ',just as I was about to ask, the mechanical voice of the system interrupted:

[Would you like to open Starter Gift?]

[Yes]

[No]

It seemed there was a starter package.

With many questions lingering in my mind, it was time to gather more information about my situation and the system that bound me.