[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-villain-s-pov":3,"chapter-the-villain-s-pov-the-villain-s-pov-chapter-300":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","THE VILLAIN'S POV",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},336637,598,"Chapter 300: Once More, Into the Nightmare","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-300",300,"\u003Cp>Good things kept happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For months, the buzz in my ear eventually faded completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I lived a peaceful, fulfilling life ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>surrounded by a loving family,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and a novel that had turned me into a globally recognized author.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That success ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it felt like a gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gift I made the most of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for once…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was truly, deeply content with both myself—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the life I had been given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smile never left my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even when I walked the streets at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was truly grateful—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>grateful for the life I had been given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was what I was thinking…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as I made my way home late at night,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>after spending time with friends I'd known for what felt like forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quietly ..so as not to wake my parents, who usually slept early—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I opened the front door and slipped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I expected to find my younger brother awake,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as he often stayed up late playing games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But tonight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he wasn't in his usual spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did he go to bed early?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wondered, climbing the stairs to check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I stopped abruptly when my foot stepped in something wet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did someone spill something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The house was dark,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so I pulled out my phone and turned on the flashlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what I saw ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>froze my blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I dropped to the floor, panicked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>my hand reaching into the dark substance I feared was exactly what I thought it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wasn't wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lot of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that very moment ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the buzzing in my ear returned, louder than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrified,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ran forward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each step squelching in more of the blood that soaked the floor beneath me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't want to know the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was afraid to find out ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose blood was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panicking, I flung open the door to my parents' room ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and time itself seemed to stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My world collapsed in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room looked like a scene torn straight from a horror movie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>my parents—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were lying headless on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And their heads…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were neatly placed at the doorway,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>staring at me with empty, lifeless eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn't breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I staggered back, gasping for air,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nausea rising until I threw up everything inside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body shook violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mind refused to accept what I was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears spilled out on their own—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but the nausea was stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still trembling, I stumbled away from the room,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>unsure of what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unthinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfeeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overwhelmed by grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beneath that grief ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was something even more powerful:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desperation drove me to my younger brother's room ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to cling to any shred of hope still left in this house of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A nightmare that had turned my world upside down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please… please let them be okay…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a heart ready to burst,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I opened the door to my brother's room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I found him ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>alongside my other brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the scene was even worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were unrecognizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What remained of them didn't even resemble human forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>past the carnage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering figure over two meters tall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shrouded in a black aura that flowed like dark fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was blurred for some reason—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>obscured beneath long, waterfall-like black hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the most vivid, unmistakable part of him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were those crimson eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at the being who had turned my home into this nightmare—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and he turned slowly to face me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one look from him\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>made me feel like I had already died a hundred times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn't even think of revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn't muster anger toward the one who had slaughtered my entire family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All I could do…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was freeze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too terrified to take a single step toward the killer of my blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a painful thing, truly…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he said in a deep, echoing voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>still trembling—asked the only question I could manage:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What… are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were so many questions I could have asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did he do this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this all even real?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the most urgent question in my heart was ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this thing standing before me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This being…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it couldn't be human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn't be real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something that made even the idea of this being a nightmare feel far more believable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When was the last time I felt this helpless?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When was the last time I couldn't cry,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>couldn't scream ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when I choked on grief so thick it stopped me from breathing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature with the red eyes said nothing else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply extended his hand toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with a voice that felt both distant and familiar ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The performance failed this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his words echoed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was forcibly ejected from my own body,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if something was pulling time itself backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're not good enough… Frey Starlight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he uttered that name ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its echo reverberated endlessly in my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey Starlight…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey Starlight…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clenching my teeth, I fought the urge to scream\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as I tumbled through the current of time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cursing everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could I forget?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did I dare to forget?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am Frey Starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn't a novel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It never was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a life I had lived ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>every moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>every breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Send me back!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I screamed with everything I had ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>furious at whoever dared to desecrate the memory of my family like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furious at myself for believing that illusion was ever real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's happening to me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tried to call out to my swords,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tried to unleash everything and tear the illusion apart ...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nothing answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time rebuilt itself ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the image returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar table…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a familiar room…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My family sat around it once more,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>smiling at me,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>offering that warmth I had missed so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They said it again, in perfect unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled—weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wondered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what was I blaming myself for just a moment ago?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like something important had been ripped away from me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn't matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because something more important had returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before the family I loved ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled, genuinely this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Home, at last .\u003C\u002Fp>",1073,"2026-05-30T03:41:22.346Z","2026-06-01T04:30:12.387Z",1,"novelbin.me","b10e3be39094711a3be13110082528191a0d9bcfb7e11bd7d33a3399df0d44c2","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-201","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-299",866,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-villain-s-pov-cover.jpg"]