Veyne came from the life of sewer rats.
The world saw him as a failure. He called it belief. Others called it stupidity. Either way, it was the only thing he had left.
Even at rock bottom, Veyne never stopped believing in himself.
Betrayed by his lover and brother, treated as a burden, and forced to slave endlessly in the game to chase his dream—he endured it all.
Though late, his obsession was finally rewarded with an opportunity. But the sewer rat in him was too weak to hold onto it. He had fought the world and lost.
Actions have consequences. And when he failed in the game, those consequences caught up to him, leading to his death.
But the universe wasn’t done with him yet.
Given a second chance, he returned to a time when the game had already been out for two years. This time, he rushed to obtain the Template Wilder class—the very class that led to his downfall.
One of the game’s rarest hidden classes, the Wilder class, allowed him to switch into different forms based on the monster templates he possessed. An overpowered ability—but it came with a fatal catch.
A hidden template forced him into the form of an ancient baby creature, one so cursed that players, monsters, and even NPCs would hunt him down. If he died in that form, his character would be permanently deleted.
In his past life, he underestimated the class’s dangers. And the world tore him apart for it.
This time, it wouldn’t be just hollow belief.
This time, he’s not here to survive—he’s here to dominate.
No emotional ties.
 No second chances.
 The entire game is his enemy, and he will crush anyone who stands in his way.
He failed once. He suffered. He died. He was erased.
Not this time.
This is the beginning of his legend. The era of Veyne Draven.

Forsyx just stayed on the wooden beam while flickering his tongue. It had been the whole day since he came here, and kind of an interestingly unproductive day at that.


The initial few seconds when Diana arrived were full of action.


Her guards started attacking all the hidden spies on the balcony.


Forsyx still remembered a guard randomly swinging his sword at an empty corner—and then, the next moment, a person jumped out, screaming in pain.


Then the guards hit one of the noblemen who was already on the balcony.


Before the others could reach him, the guy's face transformed back, ending his disguise.


Forsyx had his heart up to his snake mouth as he stopped moving altogether.


He saw a female guard standing next to Diana. Her eyes were shining with a blue light as she looked around the 3rd floor and then pointed down.


Soon the guards came up, dragging two guys from the lower floor.


Chapter 105 - The end of stalking