The youngest and most feared admiral in world history—Ravien Duskbane. Renowned for his brilliance as much as his ruthlessness. To him, nothing matters except power, control, and victory.

But one night, he falls asleep and never wakes up.

At least, not in his own world.


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When I opened my eyes, I was in an unfamiliar room.

The first thing I felt was discomfort.

Luxurious silk sheets. Gold-embroidered mirrors. Heavy velvet curtains.

But that wasn’t what truly unsettled me.

There was a large mirror in the corner of the room. And the person staring back at me… wasn’t me.

Long, blood-red hair. Eyes of the same hue.

This wasn’t my body.

At first, I thought it was a dream. There could be no other explanation.

But then—pain. A sharp, stabbing agony piercing through my skull.

And with it, memories that did not belong to me flooded my mind.



The Pendragon family. Noble blood. Yet a child seen as nothing but a stain.

Nameless. A half-blood. A forgotten existence.

Discarded at birth. Banished to a distant land.

Erased from history.

By the time the pain subsided, I understood the truth.

This was the world of a novel I used to read whenever I was bored.

The Dark Lands.

And me?

I was a mere extra. A nameless shadow never even mentioned in the story.



At first, I was calm.

But soon, the very existence of this body made me sick.

Not from anger.

Not from weakness.

But from the sheer revulsion of being trapped in a body that wasn’t mine.

I reject this.

This body does not belong to me.

And I will never accept anything that isn’t mine.

So I chose to die.

Without hesitation, I moved. I drove my hand straight into my heart.

But I didn’t die.

My breath caught. I tried again. And again.

Over and over.

But every single time, my wounds healed.

It didn’t take long to understand why.

In this world, every person is born with a unique, unchanging Fate Ability.

And this body's ability? "Flesh, Blood, and Bone."

It regenerates endlessly.

No matter how much I cut, slash, or tear myself apart—death is impossible.

But there must be a way.

Someone in this world must be able to kill me.

And then, a name came to mind.

The protagonist. 

Perhaps he could end me.

Wait. No.

I refuse to die like that.

To perish at someone else's hands without a fight, without struggle… That is beneath me.

I am not someone who sits around waiting for salvation.

If I truly wish to die, then first, I must rise to the top.

Dying without battling the strongest beings in this world would be a disgrace.

So, I will start with power.

First, this kingdom.

Then the continent.

Then the entire world.

I will rule, conquer, and seize everything.

If I can truly reach the peak—then the strongest will come for me.

And only then will I find someone worthy enough to kill me.

Could there be a more honorable death than that?

ROYALTY AND EMPIRE HIERARCHY (Bottom to Top)


Peasants: Farmers, the most numerous class.


Artisans: Blacksmiths, tailors, carpenters, and other craftsmen.


City Dwellers: Small business owners and minor landholders.


They are under the protection and taxation of local nobles (Barons, Counts).


Baronets: Minor landowners, ranked above knights.


Sirs (Knighted Individuals): Earned their title through service, sometimes without land.


Typically vassals of a Baron or Viscount, providing soldiers in times of war.


Barons: Rulers of small territories, with their own villagers and soldiers.


Viscounts: Ranked above Barons but below Counts, overseeing larger regions.


Counts (Earl/Count): Major landowners, possessing castles and private armies.


They are vassals to Dukes or Marquises, sometimes directly to the King.


Marquises (Marquis/Margrave): Protectors of borderlands, powerful nobles.


Dukes: The highest-ranking nobles, closest to the King, owning vast lands and private forces.


They serve the King directly or sometimes the Crown Prince.


Princes/Princesses: Children of the King, with claims to the throne.


Crown Prince/Princess: The official heir to the throne.


King/Queen: The supreme rulers of the kingdom.


They serve no one. They are the ultimate authority.


Kings and Queens may be vassals to the Emperor.


The Emperor commands multiple kingdoms, vast armies, and powerful organizations.


NOVA PEAK CURRENCY SYSTEM (Smallest to Largest)


1 Korun = 100 Darik = 10,000 Selk = 1,000,000 Fer = 100,000,000 Bron


Bron, Fer → Commoners, soldiers, peasants, and small trades.


Selk → Artisans, merchants, and city traders.


Darik → Wealthy merchants, city lords, and nobles.


Korun → Kings, military, diplomacy, and major city contracts.


Fors → Exclusively for Royalty, High Councils, and States. Forbidden for common use—possession leads to interrogation.


A multicolored alloy infused with powdered precious gems.


Engraved with the infinity symbol (∞) and the letter "P".


Stored only in royal vaults and treasuries.


Nobility System & Currency