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.

As Veyne walked down, he saw Bea, Zayn, and Ratim sitting together on the sofa, going through some videos.


Casim sat to the side, looking at them with interest.


It wasn't long before Casim noticed him and said, "Sir, you have missed your afternoon meal."


The other three all turned to him in unison. Bea got up from her seat and rushed to the kitchen while Ratim and Zayn stood.


Veyne just dragged himself to the sofa and waved at them. "No need to stand."


He turned to Casim and asked with a troubled face, "Is there a way I could avoid the afternoon meal?"


Casim shook his head. "You could replace it with vitamins, but I wouldn't recommend that—eating so many supplements would strain your digestive system, sir."


Veyne rubbed his forehead. "Ah, but it's really hard to come out of the game in the middle of the day just to eat."


Chapter 117 - Outside the game.