[{"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-199":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},500651,755,"Chapter 199: Land Of The Eternal Night","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-199",199,"\u003Cp>My father used to tell stories about this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Okay, well… not to me. He told Thalia. I just eavesdropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I won't unpack my daddy issues right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, he used to say that the Land of Eternal Night — where Selene's Sanctuary now stood — was once known as the Land of the Dying Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it was a scorched, godforsaken wasteland where the sun didn't give life. It took it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place where the merciless light rained down from the heavens like judgment, burning everything that lived to smoldering ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything… except them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rare breed of Elder and Unholy Spirit Beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twisted by the very flames that forged them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were called Solbraiths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born from the cremated bones of everything the Dying Sun devoured, Solbraiths rose like revenants — wielding the sun's might, the raw starfire that forged them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You couldn't kill them. Or at least, not easily. It was almost impossible. Those monsters possessed the closest thing to true immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, they weren't just monsters. They were apex predators in a land designed to annihilate all life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An army of them was a waking nightmare for even the most elite Heroes of humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why no one could ever conquer the Land of the Dying Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But eventually… humanity had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Solbraiths started changing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They started evolving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, they were rare — lurking anomalies. Only a few dozen were spotted every year. They haunted the ruins, fed on heat and light, basked in the fury of their Dying Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They began to multiply. Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Settlements at the edges of the wasteland disappeared overnight. No screams. No bodies. No survivors. Just slagged walls and molten sand still hissing with ghost-heat weeks later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, they were spreading like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single living creature they burned rose from the ashes as one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As another Solbraith. As another sun-born horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the more of them there were, the hotter the Dying Lands became — unnaturally so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Researchers theorized the Solbraiths were awakening something. Or worse… becoming something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some believed they were trying to create a new sun — a second star, like the one that gave birth to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had they succeeded, entire neighboring regions of the Spirit Realm would've been reduced to scorched husks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would've become one big burning Death-Zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wasteland of ash and melted sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would've crippled humanity's advance. Set our conquest back by decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was when Selene arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without any armies. Without any banners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just by herself. Alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked into a land where sunlight was a death sentence… and simply turned it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some say the battle raged for six days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others say it never even began — that she simply whispered for the night to fall, and the night obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either way… when it was over…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun never rose again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness claimed the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Solbraiths fell into slumber the moment the Dying Sun vanished. Their connection to its light was severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Selene built her Sanctuary atop the ash-covered heart of the Solbraiths' former domain. She buried the surviving monsters into the very foundation of her new city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now those monsters whisper in the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they howl beneath her throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Now they sleep under the Land of Eternal Night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that was how Night Sanctuary came to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, after all that… you'd think Selene would be a legend. A myth in motion. A name sung in every Hunter hall across the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn't the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, first of all — she never wanted the spotlight. So she went out of her way to avoid it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, by the time she founded her Sanctuary, my father — Arthur Kaizer Theosbane — had already conquered a region even more dangerous, known as the Grave of Old Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His feat overshadowed hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…I suppose he just had a better PR team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, I grew up hearing and reading stories of Selene's adventures. She was one of the few people my father respected as a Hunter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Establishing the Night Sanctuary was only one of her many crowning achievements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had proved, time and again, why she would be remembered as one of humanity's greatest champions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for that, I idolized her throughout my childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not as much as I idolized my father, of course… but still. Enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was, in my eyes, a true hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But it's like they say,\" I muttered, \"never meet your heroes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now I knew the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew the side she'd chosen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew Selene Valkryn was aligned with the Syndicate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that made her… my enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ah, did you say something, My Lord?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old shopkeeper was fidgeting with his fingers, looking at me the way most lowborns look at nobles — with that uneasy mix of fear and something close to reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Nothing,\" I said, shaking my head and handing him two Cards I had selected from his shop. \"How much are these?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man adjusted his spectacles, politely took the Cards from me, and began appraising them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He replied after a beat, \"Two hundred grand each, My Lord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost half a million Credits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then again, it was not surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them were Rare-grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was an Item Card called «Mirrorcloak» — it could summon a magical cloak capable of reflecting a single spell or projectile aimed at the wearer back to the attacker. It needed to be resummoned after one use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was a Transformation Card called «Scaled Hide», which temporarily turned the user's skin into a layer of semi-draconic scales. Great for reducing physical damage — and unsurprisingly effective against elemental attacks too, especially fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both were solid defensive Cards. Both worked well against attacks from anyone up to B-rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I desperately needed some proper defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because my last defensive Card was shattered weeks ago, and since then, I'd also leveled up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, I would've grabbed something from the Academy's Vault, but during exam season, the Vault was sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because obviously, nothing screams strategic timing like cutting off student access to essential life-saving tools before a life-threatening test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And tomorrow… well, tomorrow I'd be fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lot of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, the real question was — which one should I buy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had enough money to buy both, but I didn't think it was a good idea to load up two defensive Cards into my Soul Arsenal since I'd rarely ever use them together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, the two were good in different scenarios.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Scaled Hide» was better for close-quarters fights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Mirrorcloak» was a perfect counter against long-range ambushes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood there for a moment, rubbing my chin, weighing the options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I made my decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I bought «Scaled Hide».\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…And «Mirrorcloak».\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, I bought both!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, I'm indecisive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sue me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I paid the old shopkeeper — who looked both grateful and mildly terrified by the number on the receipt — and stepped out of the Card and Relic shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell above the door gave a tired jingle as I passed through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the Night Sanctuary was as breathtaking as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky stretched above like a suffocating ocean of ink, occasionally flickering with bright flashes of violet lightning that never struck anywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a dim twilight cast by glowing crystalline vines embedded in the sides of the buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver vines shimmered coldly, blanketing the city in a soft glow that made every shadow appear deeper and every figure seem more dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a city draped in shades of black and white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the City of Eternal Night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The architecture here was elegantly ancient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gothic towers rose like obsidian spires, windows were adorned with stained glass mosaics, and sharp steeples pierced the sky like fangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stone bridges arched between rooftops, threading the towers together like a web.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people here also dressed to match the scenery, wearing garments like long coats, lace veils, wide-brimmed hats, and cloaks that swept behind them like shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blacks, greys, and deep purples could be seen everywhere. As if the city had an unspoken dress code and everyone just went along with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, despite the weird aesthetic, the city felt as alive as any other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Street vendors shouted over one another, children laughed and chased each other through the alleys, and the sound of boots clacking against cobblestones filled the background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watched as Essence-powered carriages and sleek black trucks glided by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sentries with animal skull masks patrolled the walkways, while wealthy elites in velvet-lined cloaks stepped out of their black sedans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One vendor nearby loudly claimed his glowing potions would \"boost your stamina in under ten seconds!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was, obviously, total nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Or was it? I kind of wanted to try it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few kids dashed past me, swinging their plastic swords and yelling dramatic battle cries as if they were the heroes of some epic saga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the central plaza, a street musician was playing a slow tune on a glass harp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was catchy, delicate, and utterly haunting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly, this dark city had its charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too much charm, if I were being honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wanted to explore it more. Really, I did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…But if I were being even more honest? I just wanted to crawl into my bedchamber instead and sleep until it was time for the dinner banquet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, tomorrow's test was going to be stressful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I needed every bit of rest I could get before that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, I decided to head back to the Night Castle, return to my assigned bedchamber, and get a good few hours of sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…But of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The universe wasn't about to let me have something even as simple as rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it had just to inject unnecessary drama and chaos into my life — whether I wanted it or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, come on,\" I sighed. \"Seriously?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hadn't even properly crossed the central plaza when a girl stepped in front of me, blocking my path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had lush black hair and golden eyes as bright as the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, what a coincidence meeting you here,\" she said in a tone that was far too sweet to be sincere. \"Hello… baby brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1716,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.768Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","fcd1c1a95b8998b41001ecc56d9c8cfb0bd4aa71bbc514ccdf6b926faf5818c7","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-200","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-198",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]