[{"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-176":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},500628,755,"Chapter 176: The Nine Hand [III]","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-176",176,"\u003Cp>Juliana stood there for a few long seconds, frozen in place, staring at the open doorway. Her eyes flicked between my bedroom and the bloodstained shirt in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, deliberately, she tucked the shirt beneath her good arm and stepped forward. Her footsteps echoed through the abominable chamber, sounding oddly graceful despite her injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she passed me, she glanced up. Her lips parted slightly, as if to say something — but then pressed shut again with a quiet tsk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped through the doorway and vanished into my room beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I waited a few moments after she left, then clicked the door shut behind her — and finally let the calm expression slip from my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension in my shoulders drained out like poison from a wound as I exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had gone better than expected. All of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned back to the lab — the green hue casting everything in a sickly shade — and made my way toward the shelf of Cards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Appraisal Card was right where it had been in the game — third from the left, marked with a subtle gold trim that most players missed on their first playthrough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I plucked it from its place, inspecting the faint engraving of a silver eye at its center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Card's name was [Identity].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To know thy enemy is to survive them\" — that was its description, written by Rexerd himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A touch of irony, considering he was killed by an unknown enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slipped the Card into my pocket and approached the pile of journals next, giving them a quick glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were dusty, but intact. Bound in stitched leather, marked with codes I could only half-decipher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the game, after killing Rexerd, Michael reported this Dimensional Chamber to the Academy. He took the [Identity] Card and a few journals with him — leaving everything else untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Academy then compiled a detailed report on the Syndicate and passed all the evidence they found to the Central Monarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response, the Central Monarch ordered her Knights and the Hunter Association to declare war on the Nameless Lords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Rexerd's collusion with the Syndicate alone wasn't enough. The Syndicate had committed far worse crimes — all of which had to come to light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like orchestrating the fall of Ishtara, turning it into a three-way battlefield between Monarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like assassinating the Royal Twins, Alice and Willem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like stealing the Mirror Beast from beneath the Noctveil Wilds and using it to terrorize the Bleeding Lands — where my father's Golden Sanctuary was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And many, many more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had taken time for the Monarchs to piece everything together — to realize who was pulling the strings behind the curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the game, it wasn't until a quarter of the main storyline had passed that war was finally declared against the Nameless Lords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right now, the story was only just beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I'd already stopped the war for Ishtara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'd already killed Rexerd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So… did I really need to report this lab to the Academy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't think so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could take my time — study Rexerd's research, analyze his ideas — and discreetly report it all to the Academy later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because as mentally twisted as he was, Rexerd had been a genius. Michael learned a great deal from just a few of his journals in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And here I had an entire archive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rexerd was working on so many things — hybrid creatures, soul grafting, the truth about Origin Cards and so much more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much knowledge. I couldn't waste it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So it's decided,\" I murmured. \"I'll keep this lab.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And report it after the assassination attempt on the Royal Twins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moooaaaghrr!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned at the guttural groan that echoed from one of the containment pods — a gaunt humanoid, skinless, eyeless, its limbs stretched thin like wire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then my gaze swept over the rest of the creatures here, all disfigured by none other than the previous owner of this lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haaa,\" I sighed. \"But first, I need to figure out how to put these things down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And also… dispose of Rexerd's corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>•••\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spent the rest of the day tending to my injuries while planning my next steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, I had to clarify my priorities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding a strong mental ward and burying Asmodeus' Summoning Card somewhere it could never be found — those were high on the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even before that, there was the Academy Excursion event. Selene Valkryn would be leading the first-years on their first real venture into the Spirit Realm. Not into a simulation dome — but the real thing. It was supposed to be our semi-final physical examination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, I needed to focus on stopping the Queen of Black Rot and destroying the Seed of Eternal Blight. That task alone was going to be hellishly difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the midst of all that, I still had to keep growing stronger — at a rapid rate, no less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next few arcs were going to be challenging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since I was probably forgetting a few key events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hopefully not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curse my bad memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, I finished the day with a long, much-needed soak in my balcony plunge pool and then slept like a baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did I waste a full day? Maybe. But in my defense, I was tired! Sue me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look worse than a dead fish.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my head to find Juliana walking beside me, eyeing me with a sidelong glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" I narrowed my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said you don't look very good today, Young Master,\" she repeated smoothly — definitely not what she said the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised a brow. \"So what you're saying is… I don't look drop-dead hot today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave me a long look and said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk,\" I clicked my tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, she wasn't wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite getting a solid eight hours of sleep, I still felt like a zombie — sluggish, heavy-limbed, dark circles under my eyes, and a headache that just refused to go away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, even Awakened had migraines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One night's rest wasn't enough. I was so tired that I needed a few days off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But accomplishing a certain task today was also very important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Maybe I'll take a break after this,' — I thought to myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are we going, anyway?\" Juliana asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was wearing her Academy uniform, short hair tied up in a practical ponytail. Her right arm was in a cast, her left wrapped tightly in bandages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I, on the other hand… was still in pajamas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Okay, yeah, I was too lazy to change into something stylish. Again — sue me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To a friend's place,\" I said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana blinked, then gasped in an exaggerated display of shock. \"You have a friend?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I deadpanned. \"You think you're funny, huh? Fine. Not a friend. An acquaintance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We entered a dorm building, took the lift, and exited onto the top floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we reached room number 420, I turned to her and asked, \"How are your wounds?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Healed,\" she replied coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And your hands?\" I inquired further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded impassively. \"They need rest. But I can move them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good,\" I nodded. \"Then break this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana blinked. \"Break what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This door,\" I said, pointing at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at me like I'd lost my mind. \"I'm sorry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You heard me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want me to break down a door,\" she said slowly, \"with a broken arm and a half-dead hand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly,\" I said with a shrug. \"Consider it physical therapy. And a punishment for waking me up this early.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Early?!\" she almost threw her arms up. \"It's eight in the morning! And you told me to come meet you at this time!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook my head. \"Just because I asked for it doesn't mean you didn't do anything wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at me, her expression completely unreadable. \"You're unbelievable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smirked. \"Unbelievably effective.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked like she wanted to punch me, but given her current condition, it'd probably hurt her more than me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a huff, she turned to the door and gave it a once-over. It was reinforced, warded, and probably rigged with an alarm system. Basic dormitory security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana summoned a physical enhancement Card, raised her foot, and kicked. Hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a clang, a sharp snap, and a rather impressive crack as one of the locks gave out — but the door held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hissed in pain and stepped back, shaking her bandaged hand. \"If I break my foot doing this, I swear—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just one more try,\" I encouraged, stepping aside with the kind of smug grin that always made people want to punch me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, she leaned back, braced herself, and gave it a proper stomp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heel broke. So did the rest of the locks. The door swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See? Easy,\" I said, walking in like we were expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She limped after me, muttering something about homicide and diplomatic immunity. I pretended not to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We passed the living hall and stepped into the bedroom. I strolled up to the nearest closet like the place was mine, opened it, and started rummaging through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, before I could find what I was looking for, a tall teen with hair as blue as glacier ice and a sharp scowl on his charming face came rushing out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, water dripping, and dignity barely hanging on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That young man was, of course, the one who lived here — Vince Cleverly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana froze… then quietly stepped behind me like I was her meat shield instead of the other way around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Samael?!\" Vince shouted, jabbing an accusatory finger in my direction. \"Why the hell have you broken into my apartment?! Again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Technically she broke in this time,\" I said, pointing straight at Juliana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She's your Shadow!\" he yelled. \"She did it for you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Allegedly,\" I corrected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could accuse me of something else as well, Vince's gaze shifted to the open closet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then he lunged forward. \"Get away from—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't bother with him and casually waved a hand, \"Juli, do something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vince didn't even get within five feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana dashed forward, ducked under his outstretched arm, and swept his feet out from under him in one sweeping kick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hit the ground with a thud and a startled groan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sprawled, he looked up… only to find a kunai hovering inches from his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana had a foot planted firmly on his stomach, pinning him like an afterthought. She stared down at him with the kind of certainty that made even the brave think twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't move,\" she said simply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Vince actually hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because those eyes she had…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those weren't the eyes of a girl bluffing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were the eyes of a killer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Unfortunately for her, she wasn't the only killer in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vince gritted his teeth and began summoning his Origin Card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah! Here it is!\" I declared, pulling out a gray stone slate from his closet with a victorious grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vince's eyes widened in horror. \"Wait! Do you even know what that is?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced at him, entirely too pleased with myself. \"Of course. It's the Slate of Ten Commandments, isn't it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1883,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.768Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","6190e4888d43b196cccf03933c6dea631a213fea88635874d4f49ef6f1cafe14","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-177","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-175",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]