’I need help with this situation. Can you do sothing?’
[ Request denied. User does not have the required system access level. Also... this situation is your ss, not mine. Good luck! ]
’What kind of useless system are you!?’
[ A delightful one. You’re welco. ]
I muttered, "Shit."
The air inside the Crimson Mansion’s lobby was suffocating. The Queen of Nowa Empire stood like a tempest in royal silk, eyes sharper than blades.
"If he weren’t your son, Serene, I would have killed him on the spot," she spat.
I gulped. Not out of fear, but because this woman actually ant it. My father stepped forward—face blank, hand raised. The infamous disciplinary slap incoming.
Before he could land it, I spoke, my voice louder than I expected, cold and detached.
"Fine. Enough of this circus."
Everyone froze.
I turned my head to the Queen.
’You want to kill ? Go ahead. Just don’t worry about my mother, because from this mont on... I am no longer part of this family. I am nobody. Unclaid. Unwanted. And very much unbothered.’
Gasps rippled through the room.
I wasn’t done.
’Father. This is what you always wanted, right? Congratulations. You can now tell the world you’ve officially disowned . Feel proud.’
Then, I turned to my mother.
’Mother, you’re free now. No more worrying about your liability of a son. Be at peace.’
She broke into sobs before I could continue.
Finally, I faced my sister.
’Sis... you always wanted the spotlight without my shadow behind you. You’re the sole heir now. Consider this my gift to you. You’re welco.’
I spun on my heel, cloak fluttering, and walked toward the front gate.
No one tried to stop .
Only mother moved, but father gripped her wrist firmly.
"He’s bluffing," he said. "He’ll co crawling back."
Fools.
I wasn’t Ashen. I wasn’t so moody teen acting out. I was a reincarnator with a vision and way too much genre awareness.
Ashborn Academy had already accepted . In three months, I’d be untouchable—protected by one of the three strongest neutral institutions. Even royalty wouldn’t dare touch on academy grounds.
Easy life, here I co.
As I stepped into the sunlight, the System chid.
[ Main Mission Completed: Survive the Family Confrontation ]
[ Rewards Unlocked:
‣ Shadow Elent Synchronization: 12%
‣ Skill Acquired: Shadow Veil (Passive) – Reduces nightti presence by 30%
‣ Inventory Slot Expansion: 2
‣ Bonus Trait: Cold Composure – Resistance to panic and pressure enhanced by 40% ]
’Now that’s more like it.’
I reached into my dinsional ring, pulled out a sleek travel cloak, and tightened the strap of my gear pouch.
Destination: Hally Forest.
According to Ashen’s fractured mories, a rare beast—blessed by the first moon god—was hidden there. It would’ve been his familiar in the original tiline.
How poetic. The savior’s beast now destined to serve a demon.
Because yes, the truth no one knew?
Ashen was never the real demon of the world.
I am.
And honestly? I’m doing a damn fine job so far.
Five days on foot to the forest. I could’ve rented a mana-beast carriage but nah—why waste coin when you can train, camp, and loot a few arrogant travelers on the road?
I smiled.
Train. Walk. Steal. Repeat.
It wasn’t much, but it was honest villain work.
This 𝓬ontent is taken from f(r)eeweb(n)ovel.𝒄𝒐𝙢
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