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This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and organizations are fictional.
This story contains themes of combat, control, manipulation and destruction.
Reader discretion is advised.

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Synra Nexis awakens inside a fantasy romance game ruled by a system.

A system that assigns roles.
Controls outcomes.
Decides who lives and who gets erased.

She is cast as the villain.

To survive, she must follow its tasks perfectly. Any deviation means death. At least, that’s what the system believes.

What it doesn’t realize—
Synra can interfere.

Quests malfunction when she touches them. Rewards misfire. Penalties hesitate. Every time she bends a task, the system stutters, unable to understand why its absolute authority no longer feels absolute.

Because this world isn’t just a game.

It’s a prison.

A world enslaved by an evil system that feeds on control, fate, and scripted despair. And she wasn’t brought here to play a role.

She was brought here to break the chain.

While pretending to act as the villain, she infiltrates the system’s logic, manipulates its functions, and rewrites its rules from within.

Until something unexpected happens— Aren Veylor appears.

Not controlled. Not manipulable.
A system-resistant anomaly whose presence alone makes the system stutter. Neither hero nor villain, he stands beside Synra as a partner, equal in unpredictability, equal in defiance.

The more Synra interferes, the more the system grows unstable.
Until finally, it begins to fear her.

Because Synra Nexis is not a transmigrator.

Not a heroine.
Not a rebel.

She is the one who creates systems.

The God of all Systems.

And when a system disobeys…

She doesn’t fix it.

But—

Destroys it!.

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Congratulations, Host. Mrs. Synra Nexis. You have successfully transmigrated into a fantasy romance game.


Annoyance crawled up my spine. This had to be a joke.


Apologies. I am unable to interpret your statement. Please repeat for clarification.


"Alright, listen carefully. You're saying I got transmigrated into some fantasy romance game. That's obviously an error, right? There's no way someone like me just ends up here."


Apologies. Please repeat your statement.


"Fine. I get it now. You don't want to understand."


Initiating teleportation to the designated location. Please remain still.


Arguing was useless. This thing wouldn't listen unless I played along.


Teleportation complete. Please observe your surroundings and proceed with your assigned quest. You are a crucial character in this world.


"Fantasy romance. Villain role. The classic setup where villains derail the plot and become heroes. How boring."


This is not one of that typical world. Failure to perform your role accurately will result in death.


Because you are the most compatible candidate. You fit the role perfectly. Your appearance also aligns.


I didn't have a choice but to play the role.


But nowhere did I agree to follow orders.


A quiet smile formed. But it wasn't a normal smile but a smirk~.


I'll do something far more entertaining.


Because you don't know that in which position I'm standing in, way higher than YOU!...


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