In My Name, Go to the Grave of Fate

Amnesia, system failure, identity misplacement? In order to survive, I was forced to disguise myself as a man and became the gentle third young master of a noble family. During the day, I juggled tactics and rules, calculating the value of every breath I took. At night, broken memories whisper - I once reached the top with a sword and made all living beings bow their heads. Is the system unreliable? Then remove its instructions. Rules are not shackles, they are tools. The human heart is not a belief, but a bargaining chip. When the world wants to push me into my destined destiny—— I chose to lift the table with my backhand. Seize power, break the situation, and reach the top. This time, I will take the leading role personally.