My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon

“IamBiancaValestra,WitchoftheFrozenNight,anenemyofHumanity.Bychoosingtofollowme,youwillbefightingnotjusthumans—buttheentireworld.Inolongerwishtolietoyou,Elian.Ifyouwishtowalkawayorchooseanotherpath,Iwillletyou.”Yettheboyshookhisheadandlaidhishandgentlyoverhers.“Iamnolongerhuman.IjustcommittedwhatIthinktobegenocide.Iamnotafraid.Foryou—theonewhosavedme,gavemepurpose,andmyonlydesire—Iwillfight.Idonotcarehowmanycome.Iwillkillthemall.”Intheyear2030,everythingchanged.Portalstootherdimensionsappearedwithoutwarning.Wecalledthemdungeons.Andfromthemcamemonstersthatknewonlydestruction.Butinhumanity’sdarkesthour,asliverofhopeemerged.Peoplebeganawakeningstrangeabilities—Talents—tofightback.Yearspassed.Afragilenormalreturned.OurstorybeginswithElianReeds,ateenagestudentborninthisnewworld—withoutaTalent.ADefect,theycalledhim.Useless.Broken.Thatis,untilhemeetsher.Afallenvillainesswhosenamestillstrikesfearandreverencealike:BiancaValestra—divineinbeauty,andcolderthandeath.Thisisthetaleoftheirmeeting.Thechronicleoftheirjourney.Andthelegacyoftheirtriumph.