[No System] + [Villain Protagonist] + [Transmigrated into a Game] + [Power Fantasy] + [Dual Personalities]
"My lord? My lord?"
The young man in a purple-black robe slowly came to. He found himself lying across a pair of fair thighs, and shot upright in an instant. Looking at the people before him, familiar yet strange, his eyes widened in shock.
"Did I... transmigrate?!"
Some time later, in the Ston Empire...
A man clad in dark purple armor sat with one leg crossed over the other, radiating an overwhelming pressure. He said mockingly, "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm really not a destroyer of worlds!"
