Sitting alone in the quiet of my room, I took a deep breath, taking in the surroundings.
This was the Silvercrest Hall, a dorm reserved exclusively for noble students at Ravenwood Academy.
It was strange, really.
In the previous timeline, I'd stayed in Ironwood Hall, the hall meant for commoners.
I'd liked it there, actually—at least the people were straightforward.
But now I was here in the lavishly decorated Silvercrest, fitting for Noah Ashbourne, the academy's most arrogant noble and the designated villain in the story.
It was all arranged for the role I was destined to play here, like some cosmic punishment for whatever sins had led to my being stuck in this game-turned-novel.
Of course, as I looked at my surroundings, I realized there were certain advantages to having this room, more privacy for one.
Besides, as I gathered, the novel world's magic system remained the same as the game's.
