[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-the-final-villain-s-vessel":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-the-final-villain-s-vessel-reincarnated-as-the-final-villain-s-vessel-chapter-1":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated as the Final Villain's Vessel",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":18,"prevChapterSlug":19,"totalChapters":20,"novelImage":21},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":12,"translator":16,"content_hash":17},699793,934,"Chapter 1: Subject 01","reincarnated-as-the-final-villain-s-vessel-chapter-1",1,"\u003Cp>On the ground lay the corpse of a massive, deformed monster, its body unlike anything familiar. Above it stood a young man in his twenties, golden hair and eyes glowing like the sun. Around him, the world seemed to crack, as if nature itself struggled to contain him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his sword slowly and swung it. Suddenly, the space before him tore apart, as if reality itself had split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in an instant, everything stopped, and the game’s pause screen appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a dark, grimy room, the only light came from an old computer screen. The young man let out a long sigh and whispered in a confined voice:\"End of Chapter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was talking about his latest game,Time Rift, released only a few days ago. Its world was bizarre—a mix of Souls-like mechanics and modern storytelling, where massive fissures ravaged the earth, monsters claimed the land, and humanity was forced to flee to a new world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story revolved around an orphaned protagonist, adopted by a noble family, gifted with the Talent That Touches the Sky and numerous supernatural powers, destined to clash with a powerful organization called the \"Void System.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game had caused a stir online, but very few players had finished it, as it was both new and complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scrolled through the news, pale-skinned, dark circles under his eyes, and a thin body that spoke of years of hardship and suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After losing his parents and siblings in a car accident at seventeen, he had no time to grieve. He had to leave school and work as a debt slave to to pay off his parents’ debts and stay alive. Games were his only escape from the harsh reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muttering to himself while reading an article about the game:\"They say the ending isn’t good...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want the story spoiled, especially since he had just reached a critical point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to shut down the computer and go to bed, there was a knock at the door of his shabby apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose lazily, his steps slow, and opened the door. Three men stood before him, large and heavily tattooed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they saw him, one grabbed him by the collar and dragged him outside:\"So this is the snitch who called the cops on us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man didn’t flinch. He remained calm—not out of courage, but out of complete indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What should we do with him?\" the other said, a sinister grin on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew who they were: a group of local drug dealers. He had reported them to the police, but corruption ran deeper than he imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them shook him violently, shouting:\"Why so quiet? Are you peeing your pants?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He responded coldly:\"Want me to cry and beg? Forget it. That’s not happening.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third man, enraged, pulled out a knife and stabbed him directly in the heart:\"What do you think you are, you piece of trash?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first man released him and yelled at his companion:\"What have you done, idiot?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man tilted his head to see the knife in his heart. He didn’t scream. He didn’t cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered softly, a weary smile cutting across his face:\"Finally... I can rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body hit the ground, and the last thing he heard were the screams of the gang, before darkness swallowed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years of memories flooded my mind all at once, causing a searing headache as if my skull was about to split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was strapped to a cold metal chair, wires and tubes connected to my body, pumping strange fluids I couldn’t tell if they kept me alive... or were slowly killing me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around me, the hum of machines and cold electronic pulses reminded me that I was nothing more than a living experiment in this dark lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man stood before me, facing away. He wore a white coat that covered most of his body. His fingers danced across transparent screens, reading data without a hint of interest in my presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he pressed a button. The metal restraints around my limbs released, and mechanical arms removed the wires and tubes with cold precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to me in a monotonous tone:\"Your examination is complete, Subject 01. Return to your room now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lifted myself off the chair with heavy steps, heading toward the lab’s exit. Two familiar men awaited me: the guards assigned to escort me back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ignored them as I walked through the cold iron corridors, their silence making us feel like ghosts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hallways were gray walls with no windows, no life—just metal doors here and there, as if the place was designed to swallow the soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I reached my room, one guard scanned his card and unlocked the door automatically, stepping aside without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My head was still submerged in a flood of strange memories as the door closed behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I scanned the room with my eyes. Nothing new. A small bed in the corner, a washbasin with a mirror, and a toilet... everything was exactly as always. No windows, only ventilation slots the size of a fist, as if even the air was restricted here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I approached the sink and turned on the faucet. Cold water splashed on my face, and then I lifted my head to see my reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flawless face... medium-length black hair... deep black eyes... pale, clear skin. Features that didn’t belong to a child raised in a torture room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leaned on the sink, staring into the mirror, trying to sort out the flood of memories invading my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed... I don’t know how long. And finally, I understood. These were memories of my first life. My death at twenty-four... stabbed in the heart by a desperate drug dealer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A miserable life.An even more miserable ending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know how, but I got another chance... only to reincarnate in the last game I played. But... what had I become?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just an experiment within the Void System. Specifically, one of its minor branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since childhood in this life, I was trapped here.Brutal training.Fights to the death.Constant surveillance.Daily injections of unknown substances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the age of ten... I had already killed hundreds. Rivers of blood flowed before me. In the end, I became number one—their most successful experiment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My lips trembled, then a quiet laugh escaped...\"Hehehe...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laughed more... laughed like a madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... am cursed... hehehe... cursed in every life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leaned back, breathing deeply. In all the games and novels I knew, people reincarnated as the hero, or at least the main villain, or a side character with some role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But me? I was none of that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was the character who appeared at the very start of the game... in the first cutscene... before the hero even appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene played clearly in my mind: a young man with black hair and black eyes, strapped to a chair, connected to countless tubes and wires... undergoing a strange examination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to later reveal that I was the perfect vessel to contain the being worshiped by the Void System.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Observer behind the wall of existence... the first voice of the Void... devouring everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hadn’t finished the game... so I didn’t know much about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... did it matter? My fate was already sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had just finished my examination. Only hours... maybe a few days remained for the results to appear. Then... my fate would end again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The being wouldn’t manifest immediately. I would be transferred to the main facility... where more experiments awaited me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took a deep breath and lay down on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with a single thought, the system screen appeared before me—as it always does for anyone waking in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name: Caius Astroweld\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Age: 17\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rank: 2\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sub-rank: Intermediate\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abilities:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Soul Eyes]: When activated, you can see and sense the essence and souls of living beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sea of Soul]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My power was similar to the hero’s at this stage—at least if we ignored all the over-the-top abilities he had, while I only had a skill that let me see the essence behind everything... and the souls of beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second ability had appeared recently, without description, details, or any noticeable difference. Perhaps... that was what made me the perfect vessel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system screen disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts in total chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My first life was hell... but the second was worse. After seventeen years of suffering, fighting, and torture... I realized my destiny was to be nothing more than a vessel for a strange entity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled... and a quiet laugh escaped me:\"Heh... cursed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep inside... there was only one desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I muttered:\"I want to get out of here and see the sun once again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1461,"2026-06-02T09:38:16.884Z","novelbin.me","ee3458f7372814604dc34528317e3a48931b3941757359b846b3a515d45f3e4e","reincarnated-as-the-final-villain-s-vessel-chapter-2","reincarnated-as-the-final-villain-s-vessel-chapter-183",183,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-final-villain-s-vessel-cover.jpg"]