I found myself possessing the body of the male lead in a romance fantasy novel, right in the midst of a revolution.
If I didn’t want to live the original male protagonist’s miserable life, I had to surrender quietly.
“Can you hear it? The song of the angry people! The cries that they will no longer live like s*aves!”
“It’s not about what you can do for the country, but what the country can do for you!”
……I should have just surrendered. I guess I overplayed my hand.
Somehow, I ended up as a major figure in the revolutionary faction. My greatest achievement in my political career was none other than…
“How could you…”
The destruction of the royal family—the family of the woman I once loved.
