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“Your Honor. The defendant shows no sign of remorse, even at this moment. We humbly request a fair and just verdict.”

Ah, I see.

I’m on trial.

As a rapist.

‘Why did I do that?’

Stepping back, I stared blankly at the courtroom, my mind sifting through past memories.

It was probably two days ago.

The expansion pack for a game I’d waited for a long time finally came out, and my heart pounded as I started the download. I went outside to grab a bite to eat.

On my way back after stopping by a convenience store to buy a late-night snack, I happened to witness a rape in progress.

It was a scene where a woman, beautiful enough to rival a celebrity, was being assaulted by some assailant, a large penis repeatedly thrusting into her light-pink vagina.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

I thought such pristine, light pink was only seen in 2D. For a moment, I even considered helping.

Of course, I regained my composure, recalling the stories circulating in various communities.

It would have been better if I had left immediately.

But whether it was regret, or because as a virgin who’d never had a girlfriend, I didn’t want to miss the chance to see a real pink vagina with my own eyes, I couldn’t move easily.

Eventually, I found myself captivated, watching for a while.

When I came to my senses, I was making eye contact with the rapist. At that moment, I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I had been branded a rapist.

Afterward, I was transferred to the courtroom, arriving at the present.

Breaking free from the past, I slowly looked around once more.

‘I don’t understand anything.’

Why do these people consider me the culprit? Why does the victim look at me with such eyes? I didn’t do anything.

From the moment I opened my eyes until now, nothing makes sense.

But my intentions didn’t matter.

The world had handed me a mercilessly heavy sentence.

“Considering the grave nature of the crime and the lack of remorse, the defendant Lee Hyunwoo is sentenced to 11 years in prison.”

Bang! Bang!

As the gavel struck the wooden board, a fiery surge erupted in my chest.

“Bullshit!”

Slam!

Before my brain could even process a command, I slammed my hand down on the table and stood up.

“Even a child rapist gets 12 years, but I get 11? This is insane! And I didn’t even do it! This is clearly wrong. That’s right, you took a bribe, didn’t you? The real culprit paid you to frame me. Didn’t he? Huh? Answer me, you bastard!”

“Calm down!”

“Grab him!”

The waiting police officers rushed forward, grabbing my arms and restraining me.

I struggled violently.

“Do you have proof? Do you have proof?! Bring me real evidence, not something fabricated!”

As I fought desperately, feeling that being dragged away like this would be my death, the judge’s head turned to the side.

Towards the victim.

Following his gaze, I saw a woman clinging to her mother, glaring at me with a venomous stare.

Ebony hair and light brown eyes.

It wasn’t something to think about at that moment, but she was impossibly beautiful. I heard she was an aspiring celebrity; if she had debuted, she would have instantly become the nation’s first love, rising quickly.

In the brief moment my resistance ceased, the judge’s preposterous words pierced my ears.

“The victim’s tears are the evidence.”

And my brain froze.

The victim’s tears?

What is that? Is it edible?

The heat generated in my empty mind instantly surged through my entire body.

“Fuuuuuck! You motherfuuuuckers!!!”

My reason was half-paralyzed.

My fury was so great that I felt a migraine coming on.

However, no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn’t overpower the four burly police officers.

In the end, I was shamefully dragged across the floor.

Exhausted, I pleaded with the victim, as if clinging to a rotten rope.

“You tell them too! It wasn’t me, was it? Huh? I didn’t do anything like that! You know that too!”

I didn’t know why she was silently allowing such a ridiculous thing to happen, but if anyone could prove my innocence, it was her, the person involved.

I harbored such hope, but sadly, the world didn’t grant even a shred of mercy.

“Trash. Just die.”

That anger, hatred, resentment, sorrow.

Her eyes, swirling with all sorts of emotions, held a blind will to curse.

That was clearly etched into my brain.

‘What did I do wrong?’

I was just passing by, so why do I have to suffer such humiliation? Should I have done something? Would it have been better if I had helped the woman? Would it have been fine if I had just left quickly?

All meaningless hypotheticals.

The reality is, the world had already concluded I was the rapist.

My aimless rage consumed my heart.

My soul became stained and defiled. Even knowing this was corruption, I willingly threw myself into it.

“So this is how you want to play it, huh? Fine. Just you wait 11 years. When I get out of prison, I’ll *really* rape you. Look forward to it. Understand, you bitch?”

A choked gasp!

I don’t know what my expression looks like right now.

But seeing the woman’s once venomous face instantly turn pale with terror, I can guess how I must look.

“All you other bastards, listen up! I’m going to kill all of you. Those of you with daughters better be on edge, huh? I’m never going to let this go.”

I continued to declare in a hateful voice as the police dragged me away. That continued until I left the courthouse and boarded the escort bus.

Time passed, and we were driving on a deserted road.

Rumbleeeeee!

“Ugh, aaaaaah!”

“What the hell?!”

The ground seemed to shake violently, and the criminals riding in the escort bus screamed.

At the same time, the bus tilted.

Desperately gripping my body as it lurched forward, what I saw when I lifted my head was a pitch-black abyss.

The endless darkness bestowed nothing but terror.

With a trembling heart, I turned my head, and a brilliant blue sky filled my retina. The circular darkness on the periphery slowly devoured the sky, pulling me deeper.

Only then did I understand what was happening.

‘A sinkhole?’

I’d heard news of such things happening occasionally, but I never expected to experience it firsthand.

I had only wished for revenge, but to die like this of all ways. It was truly the moment I realized the world had abandoned me.

“…I don’t want to die.”

At the very least, I want to know who framed me.

But as always, the world was merciless.

Crash!

As the sun precariously hung at the edge of the darkness, my vision turned black with a tremendous impact.

‘So this is death.’

It’s cold. My soul feels like it’s freezing. Before this overwhelming powerlessness, revenge is meaningless. It feels like everything is returning to nothingness.

Just like that, right before being enveloped by emptiness.

Gasp!

I opened my eyes in a new world, in a new body.

*

Black hair and silver eyes.

His sharp yet delicate features, combined with an unpleasant personality, suggested an unusual status.

Facing the reflection in the mirror, I let out a soft sigh.

“Haa… Why is this happening.”

Even though it had been an hour since I woke up, it still didn’t feel real.

To think I would be possessed and end up in a game I enjoyed.

‘And of all characters, this one.’

Abel’s Chronicles – The Intersection of Light and Darkness.

It’s an ARPG-style game with a story about a boy from a rural village entering the capital’s academy, growing, eventually becoming a hero, and saving the world from crisis.

In the main story, it received a lot of criticism for ending after defeating the resurrected immortal beast Levios without properly capturing the heroines.

Of course, even so, the game itself was so fun that it had a considerable number of fans.

As an actual veteran player of Abel’s Chronicles, I even shed a tear when I heard the news of the expansion pack’s release.

And it’s a painful truth that I couldn’t even play it, getting caught up in that rape case instead.

Anyway, the important thing is that the body I’m currently possessed into is a third-rate extra villain.

Not just any villain, but a character who tries to rape a heroine, gets stopped, gets expelled from the academy, and then disappears.

As a veteran player, I vaguely know the aftermath of that story, but that’s a problem for later.

“Ruan Friuli….”

The eldest son of the Marquisate of Friuli, a border count, and the younger brother of Isis Friuli, one of the heroines in Abel’s Chronicles.

A delinquent boy consumed by an inferiority complex, constantly compared to his talented older sister.

That was the original owner of this body.

“Still, it’s better than me.”

Because a delinquent consumed by an inferiority complex would have a much better image than a rapist.

Honestly, when I realized this world was inside a game, I even thought it might be better to stay here, given my criminal status on Earth.

But I couldn’t bring myself to ignore the truth as if nothing had happened.

They trampled on my dignity.

If I’m unilaterally violated and do nothing, it’s tantamount to abandoning myself.

I must have my revenge.

“To return to Earth, I suppose I have to see the ending, right?”

Since being possessed, I haven’t received any messages yet.

Usually, when something like this happens, a guide who will later become ‘fuck-toy #1’ informs you of your objective via a status window, or a goddess appears, saying ‘Hello, I’m a god!’, and tells you.

Of course, that doesn’t mean there’s no status window.

“That’s why it’s even more of a problem.”

*

[Ruan Friuli]

Level – 23

Strength: 25

Stamina: 16

Durability: 22

Senses: 17

Mana: 20

Unique Skills

┗Friuli Mana Cultivation Method: A mana cultivation method passed down through generations of the Friuli family.

┗Pleasure Without Responsibility: Allows you to control sperm discharge. on/off

┗Rape Declaration: When you declare rape on a target, the target’s Strength increases by 3 times, and the user’s Strength increases by 7 times. If you fail to commit rape within the duration, you will suffer from the ‘Decay’ status effect, reducing all stats by 90 percent. Duration: 30 minutes.

*

“What the hell kind of idiotic skill is this?”

The ‘Pleasure Without Responsibility’ skill was ridiculous enough, but for me, only the two words ‘Rape Declaration’ truly stood out.

To tell someone who was framed for rape to commit rape if they want to get stronger?

Whoever dragged me into this world must be completely insane.

“Should I just gather enough money and disappear?”

The lack of forced restrictions worked as an advantage in this situation.

Since there’s no need to personally save this world, if I could just live a life of luxury in a quiet place, watch the ending, and then return to Earth…

“What if the protagonist dies then?”

I doubted whether Abel even truly existed here in the first place, but I wasn’t sure if he could overcome all those difficulties without save/load features.

I guess I should put off standing by.

“First, I need to confirm.”

If I don’t want to encounter a situation later where it turns out ‘Actually, this isn’t the world of Abel’s Chronicles!’, I need to face clear evidence.

I looked at the calendar hanging on one side.

“March 1st.”

Exactly one day before entering Solias Academy. There was definitely an event that happened on this day.

It was a small story mentioned in passing in the game, so it had no impact on the main plot, but it was enough to grasp the situation.

“I should go out.”

The moment I made my decision and turned my back.

Knock knock.

—Young master. Excuse me.

With the knock, a woman’s voice echoed, and the door opened, revealing a maid.

What she held in her hands was an academy uniform.

A white dress shirt, a black blazer and trousers. Golden embellishments placed throughout created a harmonious look. On the chest, the symbol of Solias Academy—a star embracing the sun—was emblazoned.

“Young master. The entrance ceremony is tomorrow, so perhaps you should try it on beforehand.”

“…….”

Despite her question, I quietly continued to stare at her face.

Her name was Julie. She was 23 years old.

A maid assigned to Ruan Friuli, who indiscriminately propositioned the maids. She was a specialist, handling not only housework but also night duty.

Ruan Friuli’s memories replayed in my mind, his personal information about her listed one after another.

Information I hadn’t known suddenly burrowing into my brain was, to say the least, not pleasant.

In the meantime, Julie approached right in front of me.

As if she understood my persistent gaze as some kind of signal, she placed the academy uniform on the bed and asked.

“Young master. Do you perhaps require night service?”

“…What?”

“If you wish, I shall serve you. Shall I undress?”

Perhaps due to being educated since childhood, her sense of shame had vanished, as Julie casually began to undress her maid uniform.

For the record, the two of them had not yet had sex.

It wasn’t that Julie was ugly, but she wasn’t Ruan Friuli’s type.

And she’s not my type either.

“Wait! No. It’s not like that. More importantly, I need to go out.”

“Then I shall prepare for you.”

“No, I’ll go alone. Don’t follow me.”

“Pardon? Young master. You cannot. It’s dangerous.”

It wasn’t that Julie particularly cared for Ruan Friuli, but if he went alone and something happened to him, their heads would be on the chopping block, so she couldn’t easily accept it.

But Ruan Friuli was a delinquent.

He could assert his will without caring what humiliations his subordinates suffered.

“I said it clearly. Don’t follow me.”

“But…”

“Don’t make me say it twice. Understand?”

“…Understood.”

Under repeated pressure, Julie finally submitted.

However, she only accepted it outwardly; she would surely secretly assign a guard knight to follow him.

‘That’s enough.’

It’s not like he’ll be right next to me; if he’s just observing from a distance, I can somehow shake off one person.

Now it’s time to face the evidence.