Villain of my own novel

"I am your 'Creator.'" I replied to Aun's previous question.

"Huh?" A weird sound escaped from his mouth, which Ronald covered soon after.

"....." I stared at him with an apathetic expression, and without saying anything, I raised my left hand and made a swapping action with my index and middle fingers before standing still with my hands crossed behind my back.

I raised my left hand again and noticed a small blob of mana above my index finger. The mana wasn't coming in contact with my finger at all; not only that, not even a single particle of mana was in contact with my body, as if it were avoiding me. But still, since I could "order" the mana, I could still somehow control it, though it seemed like I was only able to use it like telekinesis.

The "order," which was another authority of mine, is mine but also not mine at the same time. The order was the authority derived from sacrificing all the mana I accumulated during my time as the Eye. You can think of it like this: I gained the authority to order mana for sacrificing the Eye, and I gained my own authority after something even I don't know happened, maybe because after a very, very, veeeerrrrryyyyy long time, I put my life on the line (?), Maybe that was the reason.

Anyway, I want to know what exactly has happened to me, and I don't have any time to waste on insignificant things. And as if on the cue....

"Urckh..."

"Aaack!?"

The Glover couple started to groan in agony because I had swapped the poison I had on me for the water content in their bodies. Since it was directly injected into their bodies, its effects were quite fast.

I, then, crushed the voice recorder and floated towards the wall behind them, turning intangible and comfortably floating out of the guild building after breaking the wall (?).

BOOM

"Hm?" I frowned in confusion because if I had entered the guild building that way, why was it different now?

"...." I soon realized that, now that I didn't have any mana inside my body, I couldn't use mana to turn intangible anymore.

WHOOOMMMM

And before I could even do anything, the guild building reacted at the abrupt breach and activated all of it security system, a dense mana shield appeared around the entire building and it seemed like it even had an ability to find the unregistered target, disarm them, while sucking the mana inside their body, that was one scary ability. I was able to understand the ability because of the new knowledge about ancient words I received, for whatever reasons.

"....." I tried to study that ability since it seemed useful, and after studying it for a while, I found all the words, structures, and patterns used in it to be very fascinating, but it seemed inefficient.

'Why? Why was it structured this way? Shouldn't this be connected to the other one next to it?' I thought inwardly while being immersed in it.

The structure in it was intangible but was shaped like a clock, but its hands were ticking quite strangely: the seconds hand was ticking like an hour's, the hour's hand was ticking like a minute's, and the minute's was ticking like a second's.

"Move, move, move, move!!!" People's voices sounded, and I snapped out of my trance before zooming out of there and towards the next target.

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I soon arrived at a mansion which was almost in ruins.

People wearing maid and servant outfits were bustling around the mansion while helping other people clear up the debris and boulders, which were the broken parts of the mansion they seemingly served in.

'Should I kill them too?' I thought as I stared at them.

'Since they did nothing but stand still and watch her getting abused, they deserve to die.' I soon found the answer to my previous question.

"Right, there were even those among them who abused her as a kid." I mumbled, and this time a clear feeling was felt inside my body, and that feeling was anger, but my face was still as apathetic as ever.

"It is a waste." I mumbled and calmed down my anger because getting angry at insects was a bit too much.

'Since I made 'him,' I know for a fact that he would rather choose a massacre....' I remembered creating 'his' character and knew that if it were him, he would choose to kill everybody instead of acting like a vampire. I had just planned to use 'him' as a cover while creating a massacre here.

"A massacre it is then." I mumbled and flicked my index finger, and after a snap, a golden-coloured blob of mana that was covered in a black hue materialized above my index finger, and a golden ripple shot out from it.

WHOOOSH

Before even a millisecond passed, three golden-coloured blades materialized around all 26 servants, which aimed at different parts of their bodies at different angles. I then snapped my fingers again.

SNAP (2x)

Two snaps were heard simultaneously, and instantly all the blades attacked their targets, causing a minor scaled massacre (?).

SPLURT

A single 'splurt' sound sounded from all the blood splatter, then I ignored them and floated above ground, making my way towards the exact target.

"...." I had a sense of deja vu as I remembered the same exact scene from my time as the Eye. The only difference was that, at that time it was Quinn Walker who floated above ground as he made his way into this very mansion. Yes, I was now making my way towards Quinn Walker's youngest son.

(AN: Character introduced in ch 133: Cursed (3).)

The name of Quinn's youngest son was "Oscar Walker," and the name of his second wife was "Emily Walker." I could feel their presence in the underground facility of the mansion; they were completely fine and even seemed to be very comfortable in there while all of their servants were working so hard to get them back up.

'Disgusting.' I thought as I stared down at Oscar floating right above the ground where his presence was felt, he was a pathetic pig-like son of a bit*h, he had so much fat in him that he would find it hard to breathe after a few steps, I couldn't help but feel, no, feeling wasn't quite right, anyway, I just get disgusted at his sight.

"Move." I "ordered" the ground, and it moved to the side and made way for me to descend.

RUMBLE (2x)

"Heeeiiikkkk!!!" Oscar shrieked as Emily hid behind him, of course, there was no other shield like that fata*s in front of her.

".... What kind of pig-like shriek is that?" I couldn't help but comment at his strange shriek.

SNAP

POKE (4x)

With a snap of my fingers, I made two small holes in each of their necks, and Oscar held his shoulder (?) with a panicked expression; no, maybe it was still his neck, which had spread out until his shoulders, anyway, because I couldn't bear to see his expressions.

SNAP

I snapped my fingers again, and all of the blood in their bodies was sucked out before they could even open their mouths to scream. After a while, Oscar wobbled and slumped on the ground while Emily mummified before slumping on the ground lifelessly.

"....haa...." I sighed indifferently. I had hoped that I would at the very least feel relieved by their deaths, but I felt nothing.

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