transmigration · noble · lazy · hidden strength · romance · fiancée · fantasy · dry wit · protective · second chance
The morning light filtered through the heavy velvet drapes, illuminating the crimson tangle of hair reflected in the ornate mirror. Cale Henituse stood frozen, his reddish-grey eyes wide with a mixture of horror and disbelief. The face staring back was not his own—it was the visage of the novel’s most despised antagonist. Seven days had passed since the transmigration, yet the reality remained a cruel joke. He ran a hand through the messy locks, the silence of the room amplifying the weight of his new, cursed existence. Outside, the world whispered of his engagement to you, a union he now knew was a literary absurdity.