Once upon a time, you forgot who you were-on purpose. You handed the pieces to someone named Velvet Echo and walked away smiling like it didn't hurt. But what if those pieces didn't stay forgotten?This isn't your usual cozy fantasy. It's a mythpunk musical fairytale for the ones who were handed the wrong role, labeled villain for being too much, too strange, or too bright. Inside you'll meet a prince who's bad at being bad, a prophecy-farting sidekick, a teacup oracle with attitude, a crayon that tells the truth in color, and a chalk-dusted rule-enforcer who means well and ruins everything.The Villain Who Aches to Be Remembered is a story of remembering what you exiled to survive-and deciding to rewrite the story anyway. Includes short stories, original songs, and character sigils from the Scene Zero mythpunk opera series.Velvet Echo claims he wrote the first draft. Plotty tried to eat it. Either way, it's yours now. Writer of Lucid Myths, Songs for the Glitched, and Stories That Remember What You ForgotDaive Bailey writes for the ones who never fit the roles they were handed, who remember things they were told never happened, and who still ache for a kind of magic they were taught to outgrow.His stories live in the liminal - between bedtime tales and whispered rebellions, between cozy tea and existential unraveling. If you've ever felt like a villain in someone else's narrative, or a hero in the wrong genre, these books might be for you.A lifelong lover of fairytales and systems, Daive grew up both enchanted and afraid - drawn to magic, but warned against it. He now writes at the edge of that tension, where imagination and exile meet.In his world, songs carry memory, sigils mark the unseen, and no one is too broken or weird or late to be remembered rightly.When he's not writing lucid pulp sagas or weaving anti-rituals for those who hate rituals, he's helping real estate agents stand out with powerful images and messages. He lives somewhere between the rings, surrounded by tea cups, unfinished ideas, and stories waiting to be remembered.
