Fucking My Way Through Fantasy: The Villain’s Ultimate Harem!

A New Life as a Dead Man Walking

It went dark.

Everything went dark.

Pain. Blinding, unbearable pain surged through my body as my consciousness faded. Then, nothing.

I died.

That was it. That was the end of my life.

…Or at least, that's what I thought.

A Room Too Luxurious

When I opened my eyes again, I was somewhere else.

A room. A room so luxurious that my brain couldn't process it at first.

Silver-gilded walls. Golden chandeliers. Antique furniture decorated with gemstones. The ceiling was so high that I felt like I was inside a palace.

The bed I was lying on? Soft. Ridiculously soft. Like sinking into a cloud.

But none of that made sense. Why was I here?

Wasn't I dead?

I sat up abruptly, and that's when I noticed it.

My body felt… different.

I wasn't in pain anymore. But more than that—this wasn't my body.

Everything felt off.

My muscles were lean but firm. My limbs were longer, thinner. I felt light, almost too light.

Confused, I turned my head, searching for something—anything—that could help me understand.

Then, I saw it.

A mirror.

I stumbled toward it, my footsteps surprisingly steady despite my panic.

And then—

Boom.

My mind exploded with shock.

That wasn't my face.

The reflection staring back at me belonged to someone else entirely.

Sharp, haunting features. Skin pale as the moon. Deep-set eyes, shadowed and piercing, with an almost sorrowful depth. Messy black hair, falling over my face in uneven strands.

I looked… frail yet strangely elegant. Like a noble born from a dark tragedy.

There was a certain melancholy in my expression, even though I wasn't feeling anything yet.

I knew this face.

I knew this body.

Because I had read about him before.

Edric Von Ainsworth

I forced myself to calm down. My breathing slowed. My mind sharpened.

It's clear that I died. And now… I've transmigrated.

Into a novel.

A novel I hated.

A novel called "The Hero's Path."

And not just as anyone—I had become Edric Von Ainsworth.

The first villain of the story.

A disgraceful noble born into one of the four Ancient Families that ruled over the empire. His only purpose in the novel?

To be an absolute scumbag.

And then?

To be brutally killed by the hero.

…In other words, me.

The Reality of My Situation

I sat down, pressing my fingers against my temple. I needed to think.

Edric was a dead man walking. His death was already written.

But… I knew how and why he died.

That means I can change it.

The Ainsworth family is one of the strongest noble houses in the empire. For centuries, they've served as the shield and sword of the Imperial Family, standing alongside the Elendor family.

Together, they were the pillars of the empire.

Then there were the other two Ancient Families—Blackthorn and Nightvein. These families had the same deep-rooted heritage, but unlike Ainsworth and Elendor, they had betrayed the empire and served another country.

In this world, six nations fought for power. The empire ruled over 25% of the land, making it the strongest. The second-largest country controlled 20%, while the others divided the remaining land into territories of 15% and 13% each.

But all of that meant nothing to me.

Because none of it would matter if I died.

Why Did Edric Die?

I already knew the answer.

Edric wasn't just a villain.

He was a piece of shit.

He treated everyone like garbage—his subordinates, servants, knights, and even his own family. But worst of all?

His personal maid.

Safina.

The same Safina who, in secret, was the younger sister of the protagonist.

The hero.

In the novel, Edric abused her constantly. Humiliated her. Bullied her endlessly.

And eventually, when his cruelty reached its peak—

The hero snapped.

He slaughtered Edric without mercy.

A slow, painful, and brutal death.

Just remembering it sent a chill down my spine.

But I wasn't Edric.

I wasn't some sadistic bastard.

And most importantly—

I didn't want to die.

The Plan

I exhaled slowly.

The solution was simple.

Step One: Stop bullying Safina.Step Two: Improve my reputation.Step Three: Enjoy this new life to the fullest.

If I played my cards right, I could avoid death entirely.

And maybe, just maybe—

I could make this new life into something far more enjoyable than my last.