Wait—scratch that—what am I?!”
I blinked up at a shiny ceiling, soft silk brushing my back. Tiny hands? Tiny feet? Is that… a cradle??
I can’t even talk. Bro. What the hell is going on?
I twisted my neck around like a possessed owl, scanning the room for something—anything—to make sense of this. That’s when I spotted a mirror. And guess what?
I was a damn baby.
Purple hair. Pale skin. Fancy silk baby clothes. The whole royal-baby-got-style package.
“WAIT WHAT IS GOING OOOON?!”
(Screamed internally, of course. Because baby.)
My eyes widened. My jaw dropped. Then I calmed myself down like a veteran reincarnator.
I thought to myself:
Okay. Think, man. THINK. You've played a crap-ton of strategy games, and most importantly—Kingdom Conqueror: Eternal Wrath.
The hardest strategy game in the world. I was rank #1 out of a million players. Hardcore mode only.
Also... I’ve read enough manhwa to know how this goes. Not gonna act like one of those dumbass protagonists who spends 20 chapters asking “WhAt’S hApPeNiNg?”
I smirked.
I rested my tiny baby hand under my chin like a mini Einstein. Time to assess the situation.
Situation Log:
- I still have all my memories.
- In my past life, I was Leon, 18 years old.
- Top of my province, photographic memory. Called a nerd, but never needed to study much.
- Worked part-time at a shop to earn some coin.
- Loved comics, manhwa, strategy games.
- After my parents died, I lived with my kind aunt—the one who bought me my gaming PC. (Bless her soul.)
And now?
I’m reborn as a baby inside a luxury-ass castle room.
That means… nobility. Minimum.
You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.
Then it hit me.
In 90% of the manhwas I’ve read, you get reincarnated into the world you were obsessing over before death.
So… what was I doing right before I died?
(Hands on tiny head. Baby Overthink Mode: Activated.)
Then—flashback.
The moment I became #1 in Kingdom Conqueror, a red window popped up on my monitor.
“Start a New Chapter?”
I had downed three energy drinks, hadn’t slept in 40 hours, and thought I was hallucinating.
So like a dumbass, I clicked it.
…
OH GOD. THAT WAS THE TURNING POINT?!
I’m inside… Kingdom Conqueror?!
I wasn’t panicking. My face was serious—cool even.
Alright, even if this is the most hardcore strategy game ever made... I KNOW this world. I know every class. Every bug. Every map. Every hidden boss. I’m basically the God of this game.
Now time to do what every other isekai protagonist takes 10+ chapters to figure out:
“STATUS WINDOW.”
I screamed it in my mind. And then—ding!—it appeared.
?? Status Window
- Attack: 3
- Defence: 2
- Magic: 4
- Agility: 2
- Health: 100
- Intelligence: 20
- Critical Strike: 2
- Holy Power: 3
- Strength: 3
- Mana: 10
- Stamina: 2
- Dexterity: 1
- Dark Power: 1
I stared, then grinned.
Normally, newborn characters in the game start with everything at 1. It’s all random. You don’t even get tested for your class until age 10—and even then, RNG decides if you're a mage, a knight, or a peasant with a stick.
Most players pray for good stats.
But me? I cleared the game with every class, even the garbage ones. Dung Handler included.
So even if I’d started with the worst build possible, I’d be fine.
But this?
This was ridiculously good. I could become anything—mage, swordsman, priest… or combine them all.
I was grinning from ear to ear until my eyes landed on the last stat:
Dark Power: 1
And in that moment, my first word in this new world slipped out:
“Mouthf—”