[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam":3,"chapter-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-154":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day",{"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},500606,755,"Chapter 154: Sudden Transformation Of A Minor Villain","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-154",154,"\u003Cp>It took me a full day of rest and some light medical treatment from the third-year healers to completely recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My wounds were healed, leaving no scars behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body was in near-perfect condition, though my back still ached from time to time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The healers assured me that this discomfort would fade in a day or two, which was to be expected since I had been stabbed too deeply near my spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I also noticed a bit of weakness in my left leg when I walked, but they told me that would also return to normal soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn't overstate how thankful I was for the medical advancements in this fantasy world since I was too young to be dealing with back and leg issues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I also heard a flying rumor that while I was in the midst of my match, there was a huge explosion in the Alchemist Society's main lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although no one was injured, there was a large fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it a coincidence that it happened right when my match was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana had made her move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If my guess was correct, she must've gotten what she needed to remove the BloodWorm from her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the last thing she required was my blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let a small smile creep up on my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, I heard a passive voice, lost of all emotions, reach me from my side. \"Why are you so happy, Young Master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my head and saw a beautiful young woman walking beside me, holding a large duffle bag in her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With hair as white as freshly fallen snow and sharp eyes the color of a frozen deep sea, she looked as if she stepped out of a winter's dream — untouchable, elegant, and utterly bewitching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana. My dear Shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spared her a short glance and shook my head with a chuckle. \"Happy? No, I wouldn't go that far. Just amused.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her icy gaze remained fixed on me, her face as unreadable as ever. \"Amused by what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't answer right away. Instead, I let my smile linger and looked up at the evening sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just thinking about how things are falling into place,\" I mused. Then, after a bit of silence, \"Hey, Juli. Do you think people are defined by their choices or by their circumstances?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana shot me a confused look — one of the rare instances of a genuine emotion slipping onto her face. \"Huh? Why do you ask me that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrugged. \"Just a thought. It's something I find myself thinking about a lot lately. And you're smart. You've always been smart, haven't you? Even when we were kids. So, I thought I'd ask for your opinion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scoffed, rolling her eyes. \"Flattering me doesn't suit you, Young Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laughed. \"Maybe not, but that doesn't mean it's not true.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana fell silent, her gaze turning distant as she mulled over my question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she replied in a tone softer than usual, \"People like to believe they're defined by their choices. It's comforting, after all. It makes them think they have control.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised an eyebrow. \"And you don't think they do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She exhaled softly, shifting the duffel bag in her grip. \"Most don't. They just follow the path carved out for them, shaped by things they had no say in – their birth, their family, their circumstances. What they call 'choice' is just a reaction to what was already set in motion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watched her carefully. \"So, you're saying people are just prisoners of their circumstances? Of what, fate? Destiny? That sounds more like resignation than philosophy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fate is philosophy,\" Juliana responded instantly, her expression becoming unreadable once more. \"But no. What I'm saying is that only a few ever get the chance to break free. To achieve true freedom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something in her tone made my smile widen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How poetic,\" I mused. \"So tell me, Juli — if someone were to break free, what do you think would happen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze met mine then, steady and cold. \"That depends on what they're willing to do to make sure they never get chained again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woah! What was that, a declaration?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I chuckled, shoving my hands into my pockets. \"That doesn't sound like freedom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana frowned, caught off guard. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept my tone light but pointed as I explained, \"If you have to keep fighting, keep paying the price to stay free… then are you really free? Isn't the pursuit of such freedom just another form of enslavement?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened for just a flicker. She then looked away, and a whisper escaped her lips. \"What do you even know?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\" I inclined my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed. \"I said you'd know best, Young Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence washed over us as we continued walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streets of Academy City buzzed with activity, as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever we passed, people turned their attention toward us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'd love to say they were staring at Juliana — maybe admiring her cold, deadly charm — but that would be a lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. Since this district was mostly occupied by first-years, every single one of them was glaring daggers at me like I'd personally slapped their grandmothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Man, they really hate me now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tried to be mature about it. Really, I did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, I couldn't resist flashing them a wide, shamefully smug smile as I strolled past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predictably, this only made things worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few Cadets outright gasped, some even started whispering curses — not loud enough to be called out, but just enough for me to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana sighed beside me. \"Could you please stop throwing oil into the fire, Young Master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laughed the kind of laugh a child makes when he discovers a new way to annoy everyone around him. \"But it's fun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head. \"Where are we going, anyway?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do you ask?\" I frowned in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana gave me a flat look. \"Because I'm carrying a bag that weighs as much as a full-grown man's dead body. What's inside it, anyway?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's in it doesn't concern you. We're going to Michael's place,\" I replied, my frown turning into a scowl. \"And why is a dead body your standard unit of measurement? What's wrong with you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She completely ignored my last question and looked at me with mild surprise. \"Michael? Godswill?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I narrowed my eyes at her. \"How many more Michaels are there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was surprised when she answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are sixteen in the first-year batch alone,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked in disbelief. \"Wait, that many? And how do you know that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems to be a common name,\" she explained, rolling her shoulders. \"As for how I know, I'm familiar with everyone in our batch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone?!\" I exclaimed. \"You know every single person in our batch?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I immediately pointed to a random guy sitting at an open café with a girl. \"What's that guy's name, then?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Michael Krevees, believe it or not,\" she said, managing a small smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I palmed my face, massaging my eyebrows in exasperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And maybe it was because I wasn't paying attention to the road that I ended up bumping into someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, sorry about that,\" I said instinctively — only to feel a sudden force shoving me back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was strong enough to send a normal person flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after how much my Circulation Technique has enhanced my body, all it managed to do was push me a single step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of irritation sparked on my face as I looked up. \"Hey, man. I said sorry—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the rest of my words died in my throat and my eyes shot wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before me was an emerald-haired young man, his face twisted in unrestrained fury. His eyes, gleaming like morning dew on fresh moss, burned as they locked onto mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was nearly as tall as me. A little chubby, but beneath the plain white tee he wore, I could see the unmistakable outline of muscle rippling under the fat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Jake?\" The name barely left my lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, that was definitely Jake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell happened to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked so… different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still fat but somehow shredded at the same time. And his eyes were sharper… more confident. Not arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His whole presence carried a new edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, man. You lost weight? Send me your diet,\" I said, nonchalantly flashing a polite smile as I tried stepping past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up,\" he spat and moved to block my path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Huh?\" I blinked at him, halting in my tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut your rambling,\" he snapped in a voice full of venom. \"And watch where you're walking. Or do you need help with that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could react to his words, his hand shot toward my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't move. Didn't even flinch. Just stood there calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his fingers got anywhere close to me, a cold blade kissed the side of his throat — sharp enough to draw a bead of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jake froze. His eyes trembled for a split second before snapping to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In less than a breath, Juliana had repositioned to Jake's left, drawn a kunai, and pressed its tip against his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's not cause a scene,\" she murmured, her voice laced with warning. \"Don't forget — both your rank and status are far beneath the man you're trying to threaten.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jake stilled. Then, without warning, he swung in an attempt to grab her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Juliana had already moved. She effortlessly stepped back, just beyond his reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stilled again, surprised by Juliana's reaction time despite how angry he was – before pointing a finger at her. \"Stay out of this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned to me. \"And you. I'll deal with you soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those friendly parting words, he stormed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana walked up to me and picked up the duffle bag she'd dropped earlier. \"What the hell happened to that pig?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a mock gasp. \"Juli, don't say that. It's so offensive… to pigs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't laugh. Of course she didn't laugh. Just turned and started walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I followed with a forced chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even as I kept up the jokes, my mind was caught up in a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happened to Jake?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a dark thought surfaced in my head — one I didn't want to acknowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That strength he showed. That sudden transformation. Those are not things you could have achieved out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found the Summoning Card of Asmodeus?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…N-No. That's impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…But is it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because only that explanation made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Fuck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I needed to find out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good thing I was headed to the Archives anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>",1787,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.768Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","dd98551c495d5b8592029757ef3fa91018e0133bc30c0c50700aaaa8885d6a9c","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-155","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-153",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]