Villain of my own novel

(AN: Previous chapter has been edited)

"Quite strong, aye..." I mumbled under my breath with a smirk, slightly raised my right hand to the side and,

SNAP

WHOOSH

With a single snap of my fingers, Dwayne Knight's aura disappeared.

"!!!" I noticed Dwayne's eyes widen in shock—not only his but also those of Eli Knight's, who was feeling pressed under her husband's aura.

There were not so many things that happened after I reached rank-SSS; even without mana, I felt like if I wanted, I could reach the strength I had before my rebirth, maybe even stronger, except for this: everything that happened to me recently was a bit too anticlimactic.

That goddamn clock disappeared without a trace; my strength also disappeared with it; and that son of a bit*h, Azazel, also died too easily. That f**king son of a bit*h!!! I wanted to use "Frost Devil" in my fight against him! Aaarrrghhh!!!

'When will ever get a chance to use my other form!!! F**king hell!!' I yelled inwardly.

"Wait! Why am I....no, no, no, I'm too strong in that form, so it hurts my pride to use it in insignificant situations." I mumbled aloud, involuntarily.

"Y-you!!!" Dwayne's yell resounded throughout the building. I, who was unintentionally biting my fingernail for whatever reason, glanced up at him while continuing to bite my fingernail.

"Huh? Ah! Right, so..." I returned to serious mode.

'It seems like Isha's return has made me go back to the way I was, I can't believe I'm forgetting the matters at hand.' I muttered inwardly.

"Ahem, I...huu.... Madam." I wanted to ignore them, but since I was here, it seemed like that wasn't entirely possible, and there were a few things I wanted to say to Eli...

"F**k, I don't really want to say it, but it feels like I'm nothing but a petty and ungrateful bit*h, maybe I am petty? Anyway!!" I mumbled to myself.

"M-m-mother! Haa...f**k." I cursed at myself because I seriously felt like crying when those words came out of my mouth. I knew that my attitude had taken a literal 180 degree turn from before, but no matter what it was—a or a fan-fic—it was an undeniable fact that the woman in front of me gave birth to me, so I lowered my head, pretending not to have seen the shocked and tear-filled face of Eli Knight.

"Mother, thank you for giving birth to my body." I said, though I wanted to say "me" at the end, I couldn't bring myself to say so.

"I am sorry, but your other son killed those for whom I wanted to take responsibility, and I want to kill him before killing those who made him like that." I said with my head done, though I was speaking of something else and me lowering my head wasn't really necessary in this situation, I wanted to because I wanted to respect her, Eli Knight, a mother.

"The cadets he killed cold blood, too, had families, though I am just doing this for myself and my word that I have the cadets in my class that day, though I hadn't really showed any of my feelings about that matter on the outside till this day, I had inwardly sworn to kill the one who was responsible for their deaths, I think I just don't want this kind of burden so if you let me kill him," I knew my words weren't making much sense and I was ranting away, but I seriously did feel like that. I had thought of killing everybody responsible on that day when I heard Matthew Smith say that there was some unknown caller.

(AN: ch 55: Unidentified Caller)

"If we let you kill him?" Dwayne asked in a mocking tone.

"Then, I won't have to kill you guys, those 11 people behind the walls behind me, and those 25 above and 14 below this room, armed to the teeth." I said in an indifferent voice.

"...." Maybe Dwayne realised that I wasn't joking, because I noticed him stiffen as soon as those words left my mouth.

"I'll be taking your son from the next room." I said and got up, leaving everybody dazed in fear.

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I grabbed Elmer Knight from the next room and dragged him without giving any heed to his yells, questions, and pleas. Though very lightly, I could feel a vampire's and also a demonic scent on him, which was similar to Azazel's. Since I knew that Azazel turning into a demon had something to do with Tchort, I concluded the scent of Elmer to be Tchort's.

'How did he do it?' I muttered in my mind. And that was the question that presented me with absolutely no answers; there wasn't anything like exchanging their initial traits in the I wrote or even in the fan fiction Seol So-Young wrote; something entirely else is happening, and it's kind of,

Exciting.

'The system, the gods, the fallen, planet Antinoüs, the being opening gates to this world while messing with the system, stronger monsters, and finally Tchort.' I muttered in my mind and grinned savagely, no matter what happens, this hunger to get stronger and fight the stronger doesn't subside so easily.

"Like an addiction, hahaha!!" I laughed hysterically, holding Elmer's ankle and turning him upside down while I stood at the skyscraper's edge.

"Please don't, why are you doing this, please let me go." Elmer, who was dangling upside down from the edge pleaded while looking down at the long drop.

"Elmer, do you know that I'm your big brother Max? I was abandoned when I was a three years old in sector one because I had no talent whatsoever; I survived by myself, and was saved by Quinn Walker, the hypocrite, and when I was 19 he offered me a job to work as a professor in the switch academy, and it was then that I saw you guys, my brothers, I didn't feel anything, but now I wanted to grant you anything you asked for, so," I explained myself, and as soon as I was done, I released my grip on his ankle, letting him go as he wished for.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Elmer's loud scream was heard as he dropped down. Couldn't he just use mana to do something and escape, you say? It won't be possible because I had placed a weak aether barrier around him, which would prevent any mana from moving in his body, and even though I say weak, it won't crack even if it hit the ground from the drop from all the way up here, but physics still exists in this world to assist with things like this.

What would happen when a human body comes to abrupt halt while moving extremely fast?

THUD

Trust me, you don't want to know.

"What a great big brother I am."

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