Han Jae-min died at twenty-three—a tired Korean youth crushed by a world that never gave him room to breathe. He woke up screaming in a body that wasn't his, in a world of magic and monsters and twin moons. But the cruelest joke? He forgot. Thirty years passed. The boy named Rian Vex grew up in a backwater village, trained with a sword that whispers secrets, and clawed his way into the most prestigious academy on the continent. He is calm. Calculating. Deadly. And completely unaware that he is not the protagonist of this story. Or perhaps... he is exactly what the story was waiting for. Ancient conspiracies stir beneath the surface of the world. Demon Lords rise. Heroes fall. And a forgotten reader walks among them—carrying the weight of a narrative he doesn't remember, wielding a power he doesn't understand, and heading toward a destiny that was written before he was born. The prologue lasted thirty years. The real story... has not yet begun.