Reincarnated as the Last Villain

Opening Scene: A Quiet Night, a Flickering Flame

The fire Kael had lit in Veloth's Hollow still burned softly.Villagers watched it from afar—afraid to come near,yet unable to look away.

Inside the stone cottage, Lyra slept.

Her breath shallow.Her hands curled.Her dreams—uneasy.

Kael kept watch beside her.

But at midnight,she spoke.

In a voice that was not hers.

"The mountain never fell……the boy never screamed……and Elarion is still alive in the mirror sky."

Kael froze.

These were not memories.

These were echoes from other timelines.

"He buried the Seventh Flame……in a girl who never burned."

Then—

She opened her eyes.

But they were black.

The Dream Entity: The Whispering Beast

A shape moved behind her shadow.Too large for the room.Too quiet for breath.

A Beast—but not like the one Kael once bound.

This was older.Gentler.Sad.

Kael recognized something strange:

It looked like… Vaenira's cloak stitched into wolfhide.Its left eye was missing.And it wore a necklace of half-formed words.

It spoke through Lyra:

"We are the part of you that never formed.The possibility left behind when you chose to burn."

Revelation: The Unborn Flame

In every timeline Kael walked…something always remained unborn.

Not erased.Not defeated.

Just never chosen.

A version of Kael that refused both violence and power—a boy who ran away from destiny entirely.

That version dreamed for centuries.It became a beast not out of rage…but out of fear to become anything.

Lyra had connected with it.

And now, it wanted to warn him.

"The next Child of Flame……carries the sin you buried on the first day you ever killed."

"If she awakens, the Pale Sovereign will come.Not later.Now."

Lyra Wakes

She gasps.

Eyes normal.

But tears fall before she understands why.

Kael holds her gently.

"You spoke of a girl."

Lyra nods.

"She's cold. Not angry. Just… empty.And she's scared to remember what you did to her."

Kael looks to the eastern mountains.

Where an academy once stood—

Now a ruin of time echoes.

And somewhere in it:

The Second Child of Flame waits.