I was reincarnated into a merciless evil noble and stand at the pinnacle of the magical world, wielding control over magic.~ Just when I had given up on having a heroine, she came to me on her own accord~

 Chapter 1: From the Dark and Deep Bottom of the Swamp

“Mm… Ah…”

When I woke up, I found myself lying on a bed, gazing at the ceiling. More precisely, it was the ceiling of a canopy bed.

My body felt heavy, and despite my will, I couldn’t move as I wished. I managed to open my eyes, but the light was dazzling, almost blinding.

“Vanitas… young master…”

“Uh…”

A quivering voice called out to someone by the bedside. Strangely, I felt a sense of familiarity in the deep and mature voice.

“Young master Vanitas has awakened! Oh, what a relief! Quickly, call for Dr. Dominic! And, oh, we must inform the lady and the master about this!”

The elderly butler, standing in the corner of the room, immediately gave orders to the maid.

Ignoring the instructions for a moment, I called out, “Gramps.”

“Huh! …What is it, young master?”

But that wasn’t what I wanted to know.

“Who am I?”

“Who… Could it be that you’re delirious with a high fever!?”

“I’m asking who I am.”

“I- I understand! You are Vanitas Lindblum, the legitimate son of the Earl Lindblum!”

“…………”

Vanitas Lindblum. I remember.

He’s one of the villains who appear in that novel, “……”

“Hmm?”

“W- What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.”

The elderly butler, Jürgen, looked puzzled, but before he could say more, the area around the bed became busy all of a sudden.

In no time, a senior physician rushed in… he walked rather quickly for his age. He measured my temperature, checked my pulse, and then informed me that there were “no particular problems.”

From that point on, events unfolded at a dizzying pace.

“Ah, Vanny-chan! I’m so glad you woke up! I was worried!”

“Vanny, you were writhing in a high fever for three days and nights… You endured it well.”

Suddenly, the door opened with a loud noise.

Appearing before me was a woman with glossy golden hair and amber eyes. She clung to the bed and expressed her joy at my safety with teary voice. She was my mother, Lavinia Lindblum.

A few minutes later, a man who seemed to have run through the mansion, trying not to show his slightly disheveled breath, entered the room.

He had silver hair, neatly trimmed, and powerful, dark gray eyes. His well-proportioned features displayed a complete lack of flaws, truly befitting of a noble. He was the head of the Lindblum family and my father, Ernst Lindblum.

Both my mother and father wore expressions of relief at the sight of their son, who had wandered between life and death.

At least, that’s how it seemed to me at that moment.

The recuperation lasted for three days. I received examinations from Dr. Dominic, staying in bed for rest, but finally, things started to come together.

I was reincarnated.

I became one of the villains from the novel, the merciless and wicked noble heir, Vanitas Lindblum.

Why I was reincarnated remains unknown.

I can’t even remember the title of the novel, let alone anything about my past life. Was I a high school student? A salaryman? Or maybe a teacher? None of these feel quite right.

The only thing I can vaguely recall is that I lived in a different world from this one. Oh, and the name of the protagonist in the novel, and I think there were several heroines as well.

…Well, whatever. I’ll probably remember important things later.

More importantly, I vividly remember the final fate awaiting Vanitas Lindblum. The young master who had enslaved many and committed heinous atrocities would face the consequences of his actions.

Fitted with a slave collar, forced to perform good deeds against his will, and then screaming while vomiting blood.

Yet, even in such circumstances, slaves were not allowed to take their own lives. They were made to work in dark and lonely mines until they withered away, meeting their end in death.

Ah, that’s right.

I was in the middle of reading that novel, and a friend spoiled Vanitas’s (me) fate for me. It really pissed me off.

That’s why my memories are even more hazy, I suppose?

During the three days of recuperation, there were a few incidents, but I kept thinking about such things.

And today.

My parents and I sat at the same table, at my mother’s suggestion of having a meal together after a long time.

Mother unilaterally talked while my father and I returned suitable responses. We enjoyed a meal with well-seasoned dishes, different from the ones during my recovery.

Delicious~ What’s this?

Hey, Chef.

Don’t hide in the corner and have more confidence.

…Well, now that the meal is over, it’s time to get to the main point.

I gently wiped my mouth with a napkin, expressing gratitude to the chef, and then addressed my parents.

“Father, Mother, I have something to discuss.”

“Vanny… What is…?”

“Vanny-chan? What’s wrong? Do you have a stomach ache?”

Father, you’re quite perceptive.

No, Mother, I don’t have a stomach ache.

Rather, I was excited about the luxurious meal I probably never had in my past life.

“V-Vanny, let’s talk later. Right now—”

I’m sorry, Father, but I don’t intend to let you go.

“I am… not Vanitas Lindblum, your son.”

Both parents froze.

Yes.

I am not the Vanitas Lindblum you know.

Something unknown from the depths of a dark swamp emerged—it’s me.

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