Veyne came from the life of sewer rats.
The world saw him as a failure. He called it belief. Others called it stupidity. Either way, it was the only thing he had left.
Even at rock bottom, Veyne never stopped believing in himself.
Betrayed by his lover and brother, treated as a burden, and forced to slave endlessly in the game to chase his dream—he endured it all.
Though late, his obsession was finally rewarded with an opportunity. But the sewer rat in him was too weak to hold onto it. He had fought the world and lost.
Actions have consequences. And when he failed in the game, those consequences caught up to him, leading to his death.
But the universe wasn’t done with him yet.
Given a second chance, he returned to a time when the game had already been out for two years. This time, he rushed to obtain the Template Wilder class—the very class that led to his downfall.
One of the game’s rarest hidden classes, the Wilder class, allowed him to switch into different forms based on the monster templates he possessed. An overpowered ability—but it came with a fatal catch.
A hidden template forced him into the form of an ancient baby creature, one so cursed that players, monsters, and even NPCs would hunt him down. If he died in that form, his character would be permanently deleted.
In his past life, he underestimated the class’s dangers. And the world tore him apart for it.
This time, it wouldn’t be just hollow belief.
This time, he’s not here to survive—he’s here to dominate.
No emotional ties.
 No second chances.
 The entire game is his enemy, and he will crush anyone who stands in his way.
He failed once. He suffered. He died. He was erased.
Not this time.
This is the beginning of his legend. The era of Veyne Draven.

Veyne stared at his mobile phone, his hand shaking as he saw 3–4 missed calls from his mother.


He just stood there as a flood of unwanted memories rushed through him.


In his past life, many people had betrayed him.


Out of all of them, if there was someone who broke him the most, it was his mother.


She was one of those sweet ladies who believed in keeping the family together.


Sure, she never outright betrayed him, but she never missed a chance to hurt him, either.


The daily offhanded remarks, those pitiful words that hurt more than a stab.


Even the big betrayal from his brother and lover was just one major blow, but with Mom, it was a slow process of daily mental torture.


Even with all that, he used to believe that she still loved him.


Actually, that was just him being blind.


There were many things big and small that she did, but the biggest one that forever stuck with him was her reaction to his brother's and lover's affair.


Chapter 66 - The family gathering