Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Tyrant
"You think you’re clever because you mock others from the sidelines. Let’s see how clever you are when you become the villain you hate."
Those were the last words Riven Kael heard before the darkness took him.
And then... he woke up in a world he had only ever read about.
Riven’s eyes shot open. His head throbbed like he’d been hit with a brick. The sunlight streaming through the enormous window nearly blinded him. Where was he? This wasn’t his room. There was no cracked ceiling, no laptop glowing in the corner, and definitely no microwave buzzing with late-night ramen.
Instead, he was lying on a large velvet bed in a luxurious chamber. Gold patterns traced the walls. A grand chandelier hung overhead, swaying gently as if disturbed by some unseen wind.
He sat up slowly.
Why does everything feel so real?
Then he saw it—a mirror.
And in that mirror, he wasn’t himself.
Gone was his scrawny, average gamer body. Instead, staring back at him was a tall, broad-shouldered young man with sharp silver hair, a chiseled jaw, and eyes that looked like they belonged to a wolf. His skin was faintly tanned, his abs cut like a marble sculpture, and his body radiated strength and confidence.
"What the hell..."