Fuck me.

I was just trying to pull my favorite character from a gacha game — Trafalgar du Morgain. The legendary swordsman. The cursed heir. The tragic side story no one cared to fix.

Discarded by his clan. Humiliated by his siblings. Dead by suicide before the main plot even began.

Guess who woke up in his body?

Yeah. Me.

Now I’m stuck in a game world that had zero lore, zero guidance, and zero chance of survival — except for the broken-ass Talent I somehow unlocked.

I’ll kill, steal, lie, betray—whatever it takes.

If survival means blood on my hands, then so be it.

I didn’t choose this world, but I’m not going to let it chew me up and spit me out.

I’ll climb over corpses if I have to. I’ll become the villain, the monster, the nightmare they never saw coming.

Because in this world, there’s only one rule that matters: survive or die.

And I’m not dying again.

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The road out of Thal'zar territory went faster than the road in, the way roads home usually do. They rode until the carriage reached the nearest Gate station, thanked the guide, and stepped through into Velkaris. The capital was doing what it always did, roaring away in every direction with a million people going about their own business, and none of the three of them had any interest in a single part of it today. They crossed the hub, paid the transit fee, and took the second Gate. 


Chapter 831 - Chapter 831: Waters Broken