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.

It wasn't long before Casim pulled him out of his research. "Sir, it's time."


Veyne checked the time, and sure enough, it was already 10 p.m. He took a deep breath and stood up. "Let's go."


It wasn't long before he felt like he was on the verge of dying. The evening session was even more intense than the morning one.


Not only that, but his mind once again drifted into the chaos of the past.


Same as in the morning, he started seeing those flashes of his past life. But this time, instead of using them as fuel to push himself harder, he reversed it.


Now, he used the pain in his body as a force to dig deeper into those deeply buried memories.


It caused him mental pain, but enduring all of that, he focused more on his actions and the world around him during those incidents.


He tried to view those memories through an outsider's lens. It was incredibly hard, as the emotions kept bubbling up, disturbing his mental state from time to time.


Chapter 118 - The start of outside grind