Caelum

The first breath that filled his lungs was as cold as marble.

The weight of the sheets, soft yet oppressive, briefly anchored him in a strange limbo between sleep and consciousness. His heart pounded violently, as if he had been running. His eyes opened abruptly. A white and gold canopy. Heavy curtains. A high, ornate ceiling.

It wasn't her room. It wasn't her bed. It wasn't her body.

He sat up immediately, his heart beating irregularly. The hands that held him were slender, elegant, pale. As if sculpted from porcelain. They didn't belong to him.

The chaos in his mind was abruptly brought into order. He remembered everything. The novel. The execution. The final scream. The blade falling on his neck while everyone laughed or looked down on him with disdain.

—This is… impossible…

She got out of bed clumsily, but her body responded with agility. She moved with grace, as if the fragility of her figure were carefully designed to fascinate and deceive. She walked to the vanity mirror.

And there it was.

Caelum Asterion Delaroux. Hair as black as freshly spilled ink, long enough to brush her shoulder blades, shimmering with a bluish reflection in the morning sunlight. Emerald green eyes, framed by long, curved, almost theatrical lashes. Immaculate skin, without a single blemish. She was pure beauty, in its most classic and dangerous form.

Just as the book described it.

A perfect omega, the epitome of physical nobility. But with a murky, elegant, and cruel aura. A beauty that was unsettling. A fallen angel disguised as a courtier. In the original story, no one dared to approach Caelum except to use or condemn him. Not for lack of attractiveness, but because of the fear he inspired. Her smile was a weapon. Her silence, a threat. He was a villain made to shine and die with style.

And now... he was alive. He put a hand to his neck, as if he could still feel the edge of the blade.

I won't end up the same, I'll live like this even if it means killing.

Caelum Asterion Delaroux is a high-born omega, son of one of the most powerful houses in the empire. Possessing ethereal, elegant, and feared beauty, he was the villain in the original novel. His death by guillotine marked his tragic end. Now, reincarnated and aware of the fate that awaits him, he only desires one thing: to survive. He knows the future, his enemies, and his mistakes. He will not allow himself to be dragged into the abyss again. Laziel Wynrose is the omega who was the protagonist in the original story. Born into a low-ranking noble family, he is tender, kind, and always appears fragile. His sweetness and supposed innocence made him the center of attention for three alphas who revolved around him. Despite his humble origins, his charisma elevated him socially, overshadowing the villain Caelum. Calixeo Valenheart, the Crown Prince, is the perfect alpha: cold, noble, and refined. He loves order and despises rule-breakers. In the original storyline, he protected Laziel with devotion and never deigned to look at Caelum. Darian Solmere, Imperial General, is strong, silent, and upright. He defends the empire with honor and often acts as a shield for the weak. Laziel brought out a gentle side in him, but he despised Caelum for his arrogance. Evander Lyscairn, Duke of the East, is charming and deadly. He uses smiles like daggers and plays with power as if it were a game. In the past, he publicly humiliated Caelum and competed for Laziel's attention. Vael Thorne, Lord of the North, is a distant and feared alpha. He never showed interest in the protagonist or in courtly games. Caelum remembers him as the only one who never mocked him. Nobody knows what he's really looking for.

No one knows they are inside a novel except Caelum, who is the one who reincarnated. The original Caelum was in love with Calixeo, the crown prince, and they were engaged until the arrival of Laziel, at which point Calixeo broke off his engagement with Caelum.