by blackwizz001
Transmigration wasn't part of Adrian Ross's life plan. Neither was inheriting his family's collective traits: the cunning of a deadbeat father, the schemes of a bombshell stepmother with dollar signs in her eyes, and the general uselessness of nobility. But here he is—three days into a new world, already labeled the family's black sheep. His black hair and dark eyes? An embarrassment to old aristocratic bloodlines. His gentle personality? Translated to "easy target" in noble speak. The cherry on top? His loving family has arranged a field trip to the empire's most infamous territory: the Nightfall Barony. A cursed wasteland where the sun never rises, monsters roam freely, and every expedition has come back in body bags. Think of it as Siberia, but with more flesh-eating fog. "Build your own fortune," they said. "You'll learn responsibility," they said. What Adrian actually got: a paltry five hundred gold coins and a one-way ticket to hell. companion, a divine contract, and a doctorate-level education in violence. The Plan: - Find Chosen? ✅ - Form contract? ✅ - Build army? ✅? - Beat up stepmom's golden children? 🔄 In progress - Take over the world? 🗺️ Route unlocked
