[{"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-366":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},500468,755,"Chapter 366: Lamenting The Loss","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-366",366,"\u003Cp>====\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name: Samael Kaizer Theosbane\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit Essence: 48,799\u002F50,000\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Rank: B 『Absorb 1,201 Essence to level up』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Potential: SS\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Origin Card: Matterweave\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acquire Cards: —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>====\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a sad, sad sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t have any Acquire Cards left anymore. Not on me and neither in my Soul Arsenal. Truly sad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My robe was also damaged so badly that its dimensional storage pocket was completely inaccessible. I had lost everything stored in it, a few extra Cards being among those items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as for the ones in my Soul Arsenal...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, it turns out that when you die, the Essence in your soul evaporates out of your body. It literally leaves your flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And since all the Cards are nothing but crystallized Essence themselves, they dissolve back into it and vanish as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You see where this is going, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment my heart stopped, the Cards I had painstakingly collected turned into raw Essence and drifted away like sparkling dandelion seeds, leaving my soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now my arsenal was empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sad, as I said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at least I still had my Origin Card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d never heard of an Awakened dying for seven minutes and coming back to life, so I didn’t know what to expect or what the procedure was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if all my Acquire Cards had faded... well, then I could only call it a miracle that my Origin Card still remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Or was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasit really a miracle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been three days since I woke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing I noticed after inspecting my body thoroughly was that my Shade Mark had shifted to the right of my lower abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sprawled across my stomach and hip like some sort of tribal tattoo, twisting and curving into dark strings of unfamiliar letters in the center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana commented on that, saying she didn’t know I had gotten a new tattoo and asked when did I get it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had no answer for her. Because I nevergotit. It had simply moved from lost my right forearm to my lower belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, that creeped the fuck out of me. Because that meant I couldn’t escape whatever this mark was — not by any usual means, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I asked my aunt to put my soul in another body, would it follow me there as well?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shuddered at the thought, when suddenly another eerie realization hit me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if it really wasn’t a miracle that I was revived?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kang said I had been dead for seven minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexia had patched me up and healed all my fatal wounds, yes, but she hadn’t brought me back to life. She just restored my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I still wasn’t breathing, my heart still wasn’t beating, and my body was still as cold as the ice I had lain upon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... how?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was apparent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Asmodeus’ words were to be believed, then I was a Shade of theMother of Mercy— the Primordial Deity of Death, Mistress of theOldest Death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And through this Mark, I had once already tapped into the ability to inflict theOldest Death, whatever it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the connection was undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then would it really be so far-fetched to theorize that the Mark didn’t just allow me to deal death, but to define my own terms with it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless what I tapped into before was just one facet of her power,Mother of Mercy’s domain shouldn’t bedeath— it should beerasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death is a transition. You live, you die, you reincarnate, and then you repeat the cycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could guess as much with my own firsthand experience with death. I had lived Noah, I had died, and then I had reincarnated as my current self before remembering my prior life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So death was indeed a transition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ButMother of Mercy’s authority felt much more final than simple death. It was much moreabsolutethan simple death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was utter and complete erasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the return ofsomethingtonothingat all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, damn,\" I muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then maybe I didn’t come back to life as much as I simply refused to leave. Maybe the reason I never truly died was that my soul never parted from my flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gazed inside my toga and stared at the tribal pattern on my lower abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe this Mark wasn’t just etched on my body. Maybe it was etched onto my soul itself, anchoring me to this plane like a curse so I wouldn’t re-enter the cycle of reincarnation...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That... was a much scarier thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant I would never die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I either needed to be completely erased from existence or my soul would forever be trapped in the mortal realm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sam! Stop brooding and come help us with the mast!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vince’s shout tore me out of my internal monologue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up and squinting against the shimmering glare of theLake of Grief, I spotted the majestic structure of the ship we were going to use to sail out of this purgatory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when I say majestic, I meanmajestic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a glorious, iridescent monstrosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In shape and size, it resembled a slightly smaller version of a Greek warship — over twenty-five meters long with a narrow beam of seven to eight meters. Its keel was built from logs and saplings harvested from the jungle. But the hull... oh, the hull was what drew the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexia had truly outdone herself. I was so impressed by her it wasn’t even a joke. She had layered the translucent carapaces of giant crabs like dragon scales across the wooden frame, raising the walls of the vessel to more than five meters from its base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, the shells didn’t just provide defense. They were naturally buoyant and possessed a strange prismatic quality that seemed to turn them invisible in water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it gave our ship a stealth edge, which was good since theLake of Griefwas supposedly full of sea monsters the size of skyscrapers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While it was still docked on the beach, I had no doubts about its sturdiness in water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Ididhave doubt in was my companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vince, Lily, and Michael were struggling to lash a tall black trunk that was going to serve as our mast into place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was also one tiny problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...We didn’t have a sailcloth. Obviously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Alexia and Juliana were patching saplings and thin, leathery membranes peeled off from crab legs to fashion a makeshift replacement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Kang and Ray had ventured into the forest to gather the last vines that we were going to need on our voyage. It was a dangerous task now that ferocious beasts were beginning to repopulate the jungle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, sinceGod Who Eats Iswas dead now, those beasts were also likely to spill into the valley and maybe even reach the shore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, we needed to get the fuck out of there as fast as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it made sense why Vince was asking for my help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But could that idiot not see that I was one hand down?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Help you how, you dumb fuck?!\" I barked, getting up. \"Do you expect me to lift the mast with my teeth?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Use your power, you dramatic princess!\" Vince hollered back, tugging at the root-rope securing the massive trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wanted to smack him. \"My power doesn’t work on organic matter yet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face turned a delightful shade of beet-red, either because I was annoying him or because the mast was threatening to tilt and slam down onto Michael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dosomethingor Mikey will be crushed!\" he cried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rolled my eyes and turned toward the cabin. \"You got this. Trust yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arghhhh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thaaaawm—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I heard Michael’s scream and the bone-rattling thud of heavy timber falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gods, so dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without looking back, I went inside.\u003C\u002Fp>",1292,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.768Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","e4c23ac7a907f9b4147e293aacb1a57d7c7b90cecdfb118a2087d22f612fb675","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-367","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-365",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]