Secretlyoverpowered povestiri

He finished the game at midnight on a Thursday. Cold noodles. Gold achievement. No one to call. Then the screen went white - and he woke up inside Aethermoor. Same unremarkable face. Same worn clothes. But with every future catastrophe already memorized like scripture. The plague in ninety days. The Emperor's murder. The weapon that levels a city. The god waking in the North. He picks the weakest mage class. He lets them laugh. He has a plan. ──────────────────────────── One cold knight who dismisses him - and cannot stop thinking about him afterward. One brilliant woman who sees through every layer and stays anyway. One con-artist who makes everything worse and better simultaneously. One world that was a game and is now the most real thing he has ever touched. ──────────────────────────── This is the story of a man who spent his whole life not fitting - finding the one place he does. ⚔ Lowkey OP | 💛 Slow burn BL 🌹 Romance | 🌑 Dark themes ⚠ Mature. BL. Violence. © kennoxide - All Rights Reserved