I died on a Tuesday.
Not saving anyone.
Not in a heroic way.
Not in a dramatically.
A truck
A red light.
And then a darkness.
I thought that was the end.
But when I opened my eyes again...I was lying on a silk bad beneath a golden celling
My body felt smaller.lighter
".Young master lucien has awakened
Servent rushed into to room and bowed to me
Lucien?
My heart is frozen
The name i knew it.
I stood and walked toward to mirror
Silver hair.pale skin.cold crimson eyes.
I recognized the face instantly.
That was not my body.
This was lucien virith.
The final villain of the Novel sword saint's journey.
The ginues nobel who manipulated kingdom from the shadows
The man hated by every reader
And the man who executed by hero at the age of 19.
I am currently 12 year old
seven year before my death
For a long time I stared my reflection...
Then I smiled.
I see....
if fate want me to die.
Then I will destroyed fate first.