[{"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-193":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},500645,755,"Chapter 193: Just Another Normal Exam Day","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-193",193,"\u003Cp>It was the middle of June.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winter had arrived on the Ascent Isles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, winter. In June.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the rest of the Central Safe-Zone was being baked under a cruel summer sun every single day, we Apex Cadets up here in the sky were layering on jackets and scraping frost off our windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streets were always covered in snow, and the training grounds had to be cleared before drills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone in my dorm building had already slipped on the stairs this morning. Twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…No, it wasn't me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, despite the cold afternoons and freezing nights, I couldn't just wrap myself in blankets and hibernate like a brown bear, no matter how much I wanted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because half-yearly exams were starting tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was busy — either studying or training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the main characters were occupied with their side quests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana was still helping Ivan with his love life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been six weeks since I assigned her that little project, and if I had to guess, she was probably wrapping it up by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael, Alexia, Lily, and Kang — my former Squad members — were out on another mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, I had left their squad. Some random healer had taken my place as their fifth member.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was my decision to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I figured Michael wasn't comfortable with me there — and I definitely wasn't comfortable being on the same team as Lily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it worked out for all of us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, it was better for my mental health to stay away from the heroes anyway. Dealing with them was too much drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And too much work!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the last two months alone, they had gone on two missions — two whole missions! Without even a proper break in between!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like they were trying to work themselves to death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could never.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, I decided to step out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the villains… well, I wasn't sure what my twin sister was up to these days. But knowing her, she was probably studying too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What else would she be doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The royal twins — Willem and Alice — were busy participating in sparring matches and issuing open challenges every other week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been the talk of the Academy for quite some time now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I couldn't care less about them, either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not right now, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because right now, I should have been in bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under five blankets. With hot cocoa. Pretending to revise my syllabus while actually contemplating the meaninglessness of exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, I was outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before the half-incinerated remains of Wing 3B of my dormitory building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And my ear was being violently twisted by none other than Vereshia Morrigan — the esteemed Cadet Council President, third-year Ace, and… as I had just found out… an expert in the art of torture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you feel remorse yet? Do you?!\" she hissed, still pinching and rotating my ear like a stress ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lady Vereshia!\" I groaned, trying to pull away. \"I need that ear! It balances my face! And how the hell are you so strong?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She ignored me. Of course she did. \"Three months, Samael. Three! Whole! Months!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was going to get to it!\" I yelped as she gave another twist. \"Eventually!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could say anything else, she grabbed my chin with her free hand and made me look forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of us, the building's wing looked like it had lost a fight with a dragon. The windows were shattered, the walls were half-caved in, and the concrete was charred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone had thoughtfully hung a hand-painted sign at the entrance that read:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CAUTION: DO NOT ENTER. DESTROYED BY OUR ACE!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm going to ask you once,\" Vereshia said, barely keeping her voice low and steady, \"why hasn't the reconstruction started?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I…\" I let out a long sigh. \"I may or may not have forgotten about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vereshia gave me a deadpan look that could've flattened mountains. At times like these, her red eyes looked even more threatening than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I started sweating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Okay, in my defense, I didn't actually forget about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just kept delaying it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because, in my heart, I felt like it was a future-me problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, future-me had officially arrived. And Vereshia was dragging him around like a delinquent puppy in need of re-housetraining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Samael! This isn't a joke,\" she gritted her teeth and finally let go of my ear. \"There will be a surge of exchange Cadets right after exams. We'll need every single dorm building, including this pile of regrets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay! Fine,\" I rolled my eyes like I was the one doing her a favor instead. \"I'll handle it. Contractor. Blueprints. Funding. Bureaucratic nightmares. All of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vereshia gave me a long look, then nodded. \"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I'm not lifting bricks,\" I raised a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scoffed. \"I wouldn't trust you with them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I want naming rights,\" I lifted a second finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vereshia squinted. \"Naming… rights?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded with a cheeky grin. \"I'm thinking something like'The Ashes: A Wing Reborn.' It has a mythical ring to it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Absolutely not,\" she denied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wasn't discouraged. \"How about 'The Samael's Center for Responsible Decision-Making'?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned away and started walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfazed, I continued pressing on. \"'Dorm Infernum'? No? 'Room Temperature: Hell'? Wait! What about — 'The Smokin' Wing'? Lady Vereshia, come on, don't walk away—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned back to the ruins and shoved my freezing hands into my coat pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well,\" I muttered, \"this will teach me not to keep ignoring my problems.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't teach me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a bit of calm silence, I was also about to walk back off when my phone buzzed. I looked it up and scowled instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Cadet Samael Theosbane. Your Exam Schedule Has Been Finalized.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Subject One: Hunter History, Culture, and Ethics (Advanced)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Time: 07:00 AM. Location: Lecture Hall Gamma.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Note: Late arrivals will not be admitted.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now I had only sixteen hours to cry, pretend to sleep, and wholeheartedly curse whatever lunatic decided that a subject about memorizing the names and heroic deeds of prominent Hunters would be a good idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>•••\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning of the exam came like any other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I woke up in a panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of the exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. That would've been responsible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I woke up because someone was screaming in the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I opened the door and saw a half-dressed Cadet sprinting past, shoes in one hand, tie in the other, yelling something about the discovery of time distortion territories and their effects on our world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another guy was furiously banging on a vending machine by the elevators. \"I need my pre-exam lucky bean cake! I need it! I need it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And someone else — no idea who — had apparently decided now was a good time to summon a Spirit Beast using his innate power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His summoned creature was an ethereal bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A literal bear made out of spectral energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Wearing a tie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These kids had truly lost their minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hate this place,\" I mumbled while brushing my teeth with the sort of numbness only academia can produce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time I made it to Lecture Hall Gamma, the exam was minutes from starting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was freezing. Naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only warmth came from the collective suffering of seventy-two Cadets huddled together like sheep awaiting slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front stood our invigilator — Instructor Emeritus Helkan Grivven, who looked like he hadn't smiled since the invention of ink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunter Culture was actually Professor Rexerd's subject. He was supposed to be here. But since he'd 'mysteriously' disappeared, Instructor Grivven was here to fill the role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes scanned the Cadets with the kind of quiet intensity that suggested he'd hunt down our entire bloodline if we so much as thought about cheating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take your seats,\" he droned. \"Don't talk. Don't draw any Cards. Don't even blink.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He handed out the question papers with the same energy one might use to distribute cursed objects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took a deep breath and started reading mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hunter History, Culture, and Ethics (ADVANCED)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instructions: Answer all questions. Use only the space provided. Do not summon sentient entities for help. Do not read minds, either. Just don't use your powers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Question 1: Who was the first Hunter to sail the Sea of Screams and successfully cross into the land ruled by the Dying Sun? (10 marks)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Question 2: What was the name of the first Southern Monarch? What were his great accomplishments that are remembered even today? And why is his reign considered a failure? (10 marks)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Question 3: If you were in place of Thira the Great, would you have sacrificed thousands of low-ranked Hunters just to save seven S-rankers during the siege of Crown of Thorns? Justify your answer. (30 marks)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Question 4: Why are love potions illegal in all Safe-Zones? (Trick question. Or is it?) (5 marks)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was just the first set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We'd be given three more. One every hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" I muttered, chewing my quill. \"I know one of these. Maybe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl behind me let out a quiet sob. She sounded like she had already lost all hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone two rows ahead tried to cheat — only for his answer sheet to burst into flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instructor Grivven didn't even blink. \"Go ahead. Try it again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't try it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither did any of us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty minutes in, I'd written four paragraphs, doodled a sword, blacked out for two minutes, and written 'ask Juli later' in the corner of three questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one point, a Cadet across the room raised her hand and questioned, \"Instructor, hypothetically, if we're possessed by a senior Cadet without our consent—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll fail,\" Grivven said flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"B-But it'll happen without our consent!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tough luck.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I went back to my paper, trying to remember how Thira the Great — a renowned Huntress who lived about a century ago — sacrificed thousands of men in her army just to save a few strong Awakened… and if I'd do the same in her place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My honest answer would've offended quite a few people, so I went with the 'morally correct' one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, I wouldn't do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, every man is equal and we shouldn't prioritize the strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end of the exam, my hand was cramping, my brain felt like a toasted marshmallow, and I was pretty sure I'd hallucinated the last half hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I handed in my answer sheet with all the dignity of a man walking to his execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sleep well, Cadet?\" Grivven asked as I passed, rubbing my tired eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked. \"You're not allowed to use sarcasm on Cadets as an Instructor. It's not in the Academy Code.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised an eyebrow. \"Neither is arson. And yet here you are.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Oh wow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly everyone remembered I committed arson, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Make one mistake and society won't ever let you live it down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking my head, I left the hall — shoulders sagging, stomach growling, soul hovering just slightly outside my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One exam down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five more to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then… several more practicals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Gods, I hate academy life.\u003C\u002Fp>",1858,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.768Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","4c6a2623844bbdfdd924ffe658943348bc5ba92cad90b113c445bc678a9491c6","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-194","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-192",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]