My name is Adrian.
And in my last life… I was a bad person.
People called me a villain.
I was rich and powerful, but I only cared about myself. I hurt many people. I destroyed lives just to win.
In the end, everyone hated me.
And one night… I died alone.
No friends.
No family.
No one crying for me.
Before my eyes closed, I had only one thought.
"If I had one more chance… I would live differently."
But fate had other plans.
When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a bed.
The room looked strange but also familiar.
I quickly sat up.
"What… where am I?"
Then I saw a mirror on the wall.
I walked toward it slowly.
When I looked at my face… I froze.
"That's… me?"
But it was not the old me.
I looked younger.
Much younger.
My heart started beating fast.
"Did I… come back in time?"
Suddenly memories rushed into my mind.
This body… this house…
I knew them.
Because this was the life of the villain in a famous story I once read.
And the worst part?
That villain had the same name as me.
Adrian.
In that story, Adrian was the main villain.
He was cruel, arrogant, and selfish.
In the end, the hero defeated him.
And Adrian died a painful death.
I remembered that scene very clearly.
Because when I read that story, I hated the villain.
But now…
I had become him.
I slowly sat on the bed, trying to calm down.
"So this is my second life…"
I looked at my hands.
Then I smiled a little.
If I already knew the future…
Then maybe I could change it.
But suddenly another thought came to my mind.
In that story, the villain was actually very powerful.
Rich family.
Strong skills.
Many secrets.
The only problem was… his bad choices.
I stood up and looked at the mirror again.
This time my smile became different.
A little darker.
"Fine," I said quietly.
"If fate wants me to be the villain…"
Then I will do it my way.
Not a stupid villain who loses.
But a villain…
who controls the whole game.
And this time…
I will not lose.
To be continued…