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 silence in the Kagu courtyard was thick, heavy with the psychic residue of divine violation and the chilling reality of their collective helplessness. One by one, the six women pushed themselves shakily upright, the vibrant energy of their Peak Radiant auras dimmed, overshadowed by a shared, bone-deep exhaustion and the haunted look of those who had just been intimately acquainted with their deepest fears. They gathered instinctively, drawing fragile strength from proximity, the hard-won synchronization of their training now a silent pact of mutual support against the lingering shock.


Chapter 1049 - Grim Resolve