A Grand Office – The Start of a Death Flag
When I opened my eyes, I was sitting in a ridiculously expensive chair inside a luxurious noble office straight out of some fantasy anime bullshit.
Velvet carpets. A massive oak desk. Gold-trimmed bookshelves.
And in front of me?
A pink-haired girl with bright blue eyes and a look of determination on her face.
I blinked. Twice.
And then the memories hit me like a truck.
I know this scene.
I know who I am.
And most importantly—I know I'm about to f*cking die.*
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Who Am I? Oh, Right. The Disposable Villain.
My name is Leonis Veldra.
✔ The eldest son of the noble Veldra family.
✔ The first major villain in this world's Otome Game.
✔ The early-game boss who exists only to die.
According to the game's original story, this girl in front of me—Seria Argent, the heroine—was about to kick my ass.
And then I'd be killed or imprisoned in Chapter F*cking Three.*
Why? Because I'm supposed to be a cruel noble with no redeeming qualities—some idiot who abuses his power, gets too cocky, and gets what's coming to him.
Sounds bad, right?
It gets worse.
Because I was supposed to have OP Vampire Powers—BUT I NEVER GOT TO USE THEM.
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The Villain's Secret – My Unused Broken Ability
In the original game, my family secretly worshiped a Vampire God, and I was supposed to have inherited a legendary blood-draining ability.
The more blood I drank, the stronger I got.
The problem?
I died before I ever got to use it.
The devs literally nerfed me out of existence so the heroine could have an easy win.
So now I'm sitting here, staring at Seria, the soon-to-be overpowered heroine—
And I have about thirty seconds before my death flag activates.
Which means—
I am not staying here.*
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The Confrontation – Seria's Justice vs. My Survival
Seria slammed her hands onto my desk, looking me dead in the eyes.
"Leonis Veldra! Your tyranny ends here!"
She looked confident as hell.
Too bad for her—I wasn't following the script.
I leaned back in my chair, crossed my arms, and sighed.
"Look, lady, I literally just woke up, and you're already giving me a speech? Give me a f*cking break."*
Seria stumbled. Clearly, she wasn't expecting that reaction.
"Wha—? Tyrants like you don't deserve a break!"
"Tyrant?" I pointed at myself. "You mean me? The rich noble living in luxury?"
"YES!" she shouted, gripping her sword. "Your reign of oppression ends today!"
I sighed. "Alright, fine. Just to check—what exactly did I do?"
Seria blinked. "Huh?"
"What's my crime?" I repeated, leaning forward. "Did I kill someone? Start a war? Drown a puppy?"
Seria opened her mouth—then paused.
"...Your family is corrupt!"
I groaned. "Okay. So? My dad's an asshole. My mom's an asshole. What does that have to do with me?"
She hesitated again. "You—you abuse your power!"
"Elaborate."
"You—you—"
Oh, this was fantastic.
She didn't have any specific accusations.
Because in the game, I was just the tutorial boss. The player didn't need a deep reason to kill me—I was just "the bad guy."
So now, in real life, she was scrambling for an excuse.
And I wasn't about to make it easy for her.
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Escaping the Plot – Plan "Get the F*CK Out"**
Seria shook her head, trying to recover.
"It doesn't matter! I know how this ends!" She raised her sword. "You'll be arrested, and justice will be served!"
I let out a long, slow exhale.
"Yeah. Nope. Not happening."
Before she could react, I flipped my desk over, sending papers flying.
"WHAT—?!"
I kicked off my chair, grabbed my coat, and sprinted for the window.
Seria panicked. "HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!"
"F*CK THIS, I'M OUT!"**
I vaulted over the window ledge—
And jumped.
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The Escape – Goodbye, Death Flag
The cold air rushed past me as I fell from the third-floor balcony of my estate.
In the distance, I could hear Seria screaming.
"THAT'S NOT HOW THIS IS SUPPOSED TO GO!"
I landed in the bushes, rolled to my feet, and sprinted toward the stables.
Step 1: Deny the plot.
Step 2: Run like hell.
Step 3: Figure out what the f* to do next.**
As I hopped onto a horse, I glanced back at the mansion.
Seria had just made it to the window, looking absolutely furious.
"YOU CAN'T JUST ESCAPE YOUR FATE, LEONIS!"
I smirked. "Watch me, sweetheart."
With that, I kicked the horse into motion, bolting toward the open road.
I didn't know where I was going.
I didn't know what I'd do next.
But I did know one thing.
I was NOT dying in Chapter F*cking Three.*
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To Be Continued…