They called me a genius back on Earth. A threat. The man who broke into systems no one should access. They hunted me for years until... until they took her away.

I died with nothing left to lose.

Then I woke up here—in a world of swords and sorcery I recognize all too well. The "Saga of the Divine Swordsman." Except I'm not the hero. I'm barely a footnote in this epic tale.

That might be my only advantage.

I know this world is doomed. I know the so-called chosen one, Lucifer Windward, isn't enough to stop what's coming. I've seen how this story ends.

But this time, I refuse to be a background character in someone else's tragedy. This time, I'll change the script.

After all, what's fate to a man who's already lost everything once?

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The professors, alongside figures whose combined power could rearrange continental shelves if they collectively sneezed, had orchestrated what they cheerfully called a "joint mission." This pleasant euphemism encompassed sending all third-year students directly into what I strongly suspected was a vampire-infested deathtrap. The scale of this undertaking was like nothing we had faced before, which was saying something considering our previous exploits had included subterranean cults and creatures whose existence violated several laws of physics.


Chapter 431 - Southern Sea Sun Palace (1)