Azazel grumbled as he trudged through the crowded streets of the capital city, trying his best to ignore the excited chatter of the people around him. He had been reborn into this world as an extra character in some cheap fantasy novel, and he hated every moment of it.
As he walked, he couldn't help but think about how unfair it all was. He had been a successful businessman in his previous life, with a luxurious penthouse and a beautiful girlfriend by his side. And now, he was stuck in this ridiculous world where people fought with magic and dragons roamed the skies.
But the worst part was that he had been reborn as an evil character, someone who was supposed to be sexy and ruthless, but all he really wanted to do was laze around and avoid any kind of work or responsibility. He had no interest in the plot of the novel or the main characters, and he certainly didn't want to be a part of some noble family called the Archerons.
As he reached the gates of the prestigious academy that his father had insisted he attend, Azazel let out a heavy sigh. He had no choice but to go through with it, at least for now. Maybe if he played along and acted like the evil character he was supposed to be, he could find a way to escape this hellish world and get back to his old life.
As he made his way to his dormitory, Azazel couldn't help but feel a sense of dread settling in his stomach. He knew that this was going to be a long and difficult journey, but he was determined to find a way out. He just hoped that his laziness wouldn't get in the way too much.