Extra's POV: My Obsessive Villainous Fiancee Is The Game's Final Boss Chapter 3: The Red Plague

Ren returned to his room, shutting the door softly behind him.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, sorting through everything he had just learned.

The Ross family was in a state that was nowhere near ideal with most of his father's knights and soldiers at the northern border, keeping the barbarians at bay. And with the king living it up in the capital, they had been left to rot.

They had a skeleton crew of servants, their coffers unable to handle more. As for their vassals, they were just as poor as their lord.

He exhaled. He had taken stock of his surroundings and the fragnted mories that now belonged to him. It was ti to plan.

First, the calamities.

In the ga, the calamities had arrived in a set chronological order, each bringing a different kind of ruin to the world. But this wasn't a ga anymore.

There was no guarantee that events would play out in the sa way, and Ren knew he couldn't afford to make assumptions. What he could do was use his knowledge as a guide and adapt.

And this brought him to the main thing he rembered about this territory.

While the Ross family had been insignificant and already dead by the ti the ga started, he rembered them clearly because their territory was one of the places he'd battled the first Minor Calamity.

The Red Plague.

The Plague is a bloodborne illness that spreads uncontrollably. The victims of the plague, both human and animals alike, would succumb to madness, their aggression rising until their bodies burned out in violent explosions that spread the contagion further.

They were basically magical zombies that spread their virus by exploding.

In the ga, the plague had started in the kingdom of Elnoria, a neighboring realm to Albion, where the Ross family's lands were located.

The Elnorians had fought with all they had against the plague, but when they realized that they were fighting a losing battle, they turned their desperation outward.

Albion beca their scapegoat, and their armies invaded, starting with the border territories. The Ross family's lands were among the first to fall.

Ren ran a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly.

In the original ga, the Ross family was just a footnote in the ga's story, but now, Ren was part of that family.

He had six years before the plague would appear, six years to prepare. This was his tiline now, his chance to rewrite fate.

The Plague was one of the calamities that didn't have a magical way to stop. You had to kill all the infected.

And when there were millions spread across the world, there was only one way to stop it.

"I'll stop it at the source." He murmured to himself. "I just need to be strong enough in six years to travel on my own to Elnoria and destroy the Red Plague before it spreads past a few infected people."

He leaned back, staring at the ceiling as his mind began to map out the steps ahead.

First, he needed to understand this world even more. While his mories of the ga's lore were extensive, there was no guarantee that it was a perfect replica.

There could be important differences, details that hadn't been included in the lorebooks.

That was when a place ca to mind. Sowhere he hadn't explored yet.

The Ross library.

Ren rose from the bed and made his way to the library, which was an underused room in the eastern wing of the castle.

It didn't take him too long to get there, and when he did, he pushed the door open and entered.

The room was modest compared to the grand libraries he had visited in the ga.

While it had shelves lining the walls, it was nowhere filled. Sitting sparsely were aging tos that slled faintly of dust and mildew.

A large wooden table sat in the center, surrounded by chairs that looked like they hadn't been used in years.

His eyes scanned the shelves, noting the subjects. History, warfare, and local politics.

The books were old but not irrelevant. If anything, they were a treasure trove of information about this world, and that was information he needed.

Ren lit a candle on the table and began pulling books from the shelves, stacking them in a haphazard pile.

He started with a to on Albion's history, skimming through its pages for anything that stood out.

Most of it was familiar, recounting events he already knew from the ga. But there were a few tiny differences, small details that made him pause. He took ntal notes, piecing together the discrepancies.

Hours passed as Ren worked his way through the books, his candle burning lower with each turn of the page.

He learned more about the Ross family's ties to the kingdom, and their long-standing but fragile relationship with House Underwood, a neighboring noble family known for their wealth and influence.

"House Underw—" He froze, his eyes growing wide.

He knew he was forgetting sothing!

The Underwoods were one of the most prominent families in the ga. Not just because they were powerful and influenced the ga's narrative but also because Lilith Underwood, the girl who would beco the third Great Calamity was from this family.

But that wasn't what filled him with panic.

No. It was a passage he'd read and forgotten on Lilith's wiki page.

He clearly rembered it talking about a betrothal between the third son of the Ross family and the youngest daughter of House Underwood.

How could he have forgotten? Terence Ross would soon be engaged to Lilith Underwood!

Ren leaned back in his chair, his heart pounding.

He could rember his battle with Lilith. In the ga, she had been the final boss, a figure of overwhelming power and tragedy.

Her divine gift, Soul Dominion, allowed her to manipulate and consu the souls of others, growing stronger with each one. But the more she used her power, the more it eroded her humanity and drove her to madness.

By the ti any player faced her, she was nothing more than a monster.

But here, in this world, she wasn't a calamity. Not yet.

She was a child, no older than Terence himself.

And if the engagent he'd rembered was still coming, then Ren would be the one tied to her fate.

"This changes everything." Ren muttered, his mind racing.

He had been so focused on the Red Plague, on the imdiate threat, that he hadn't considered the larger picture.

Lilith's descent into calamity was years away, but the seeds of her fate were already being sown. If he could influence her now, maybe he could prevent her fall. Or maybe his involvent would only hasten it.

He exhaled at that. His knowledge of the ga was both a blessing and a curse. He had the advantage of foresight, but every decision he made could send the narrative down a path he hadn't even intended.

One wrong move, and he could doom not just himself but everyone around him.

"Alright." He nodded decisively. "First things first. The Red Plague."

"Then... Lilith."