"Alright, I'll be there soon," I calmly replied to the servant.

  I allowed myself to glance around the room. It was luxurious, befitting the son of a duke. The walls were adorned with gleaming golden patterns, the ornate furniture, and the bed that looked as if it was made for royalty.

  "A room like this could make anyone feel like a king... but it means nothing if you're trapped in a crazy game," I muttered to myself with a sarcastic smile, snapping back to the reality of the situation.

  ---

  I couldn’t stop thinking about the main mission the system had laid out. So, I asked it directly:

  "System, what happens if I can't form the harem?"

  The usual cold voice appeared, devoid of any emotion:

  "Main Mission:"

  Mission Description: Marry the heroines, whether they are good or evil.

  Reward: A happy and blissful harem life.

  Punishment: Death in the most gruesome way possible and eternal imprisonment in the Soul Prison.

  A pang hit my stomach as I read the punishment. I sighed, then smiled bitterly. "Of course, nothing comes free. This world knows nothing of mercy."

  I moved to the large mirror fixed beside the wardrobe and cautiously stood before it. When I saw my reflection for the first time, it felt as though my soul froze for a moment.

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  Silver hair, flowing perfectly over my shoulders. Cold, wintry blue eyes that radiated both calm and danger. My height of 188 cm made me look like the star of a legendary tale.

  I whispered in awe, "My God... I'm so handsome! I might even rival the main protagonist." Then I chuckled softly.

  After a moment of reflection, I chose a silver robe with black accents that matched my striking appearance, adding simple touches to give it a formal vibe.

  ---

  I left the room and began walking through the palace's long corridors. The gleaming marble floors reflected my image while the paintings hanging on the walls told stories of the Evernight family's glories.

  During this, I started pondering about the world of Heatline.

  This world wasn’t fair. A single continent, yet three times larger than Earth. Divided among different races, each race controlled its own region, with a neutral zone where everyone could gather.

  At the center of it all stood the Neutral Academy—the only place where different races could learn and interact without conflict.

  But the worst thing about this world was the main protagonist...

  That damn guy, blessed with a mix of all races and extraordinary talent in both magic and swordsmanship. And me? I barely had any magical talent, and my body could barely lift a sword.

  I sighed deeply, "This world is full of injustice, but I won’t give up."

  ---

  I stopped before the massive ornate door and knocked lightly.

  "Enter."

  I cautiously pushed the door open and stepped inside to find my father, Max Evernight, seated behind his desk. His silver hair and silver eyes reflected his nobility and grace.

  I smiled faintly and said, "Good morning, Father."

  He looked at me for a moment before speaking coldly, "I heard from the servants that you assaulted a maid."

  I froze in place, question marks swirling in my head.

  "What?! I didn’t do anything like that!"

  "Really?" My father asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow.

  I felt anger bubbling inside me. "Do you trust the servants more than your own son?"

  My father sighed and then said, "As I told you before, Kyron, only three months remain before you enter the academy. Now, you must begin improving yourself."

  ---

  Deep down, I knew the academy was my only chance to prove myself. It wasn’t just a place for learning but a platform for creating a new future.

  ---

  My father continued, "Your body is weak, and your magical power is nearly non-existent. If you don’t start training now, you’ll become a disgrace to the family."

  I looked at him confidently and said, "I’ll start training today."

  He looked at me in surprise and asked, "Are you serious?!"

  I smiled and replied, "Of course. I want to leave behind all the bad things I’ve done and start fresh."

  My father laughed loudly and said, "That’s my son! Do your best, and I’ll always be by your side."

  ---

  I left the office and headed to the training grounds. The grounds were vast, filled with equipment and weapons. I watched the soldiers training fiercely,