The Villain's Story Chapter [125]A Broken Man.

Chapter [125]A Broken Man.

A/N:Im going to be fixing a lot of the earlier chapters.

Thanks to a reader, many mistakes that are honestly terrible have been pointed out.

Gonna be fixing the prev chapters for a more comfortable read.

If I do make any minor or major mistakes, it would be appreciated if you pointed them out.

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"Dummy!"

"I'm sorry."

I apologized to my little sister as she was. .h.i.tting my head with her little fists.

I had just been scolded by my little sister.

I had been gone for far too long.

And now I'm begging for her forgiveness.

"Haha."

I heard his laughter.

Apparently, only I can see and hear him. Samantha showed no reaction to him at all.

And I showed no reaction to Samantha's fists.

My skin before becoming a dragon was strong as heck, now I think it can even break steel.

"...ow..."

Yep, as I heard her Ow, from hitting my head with her little fists I confirmed that my skin is now hard as a rock.

"I told you you shouldn't hit me."

"Dummy!"

"Sorry Sorry."

I apologized again and again and just looked at her while she was ma.s.saging her fists.

And then I looked at him, who seemed to be enjoying this.

I didn't say anything, the last thing I want is for Samantha to think I'm crazy talking to myself.

I looked deep into her eyes, which were even more beautiful than mine.

And then I wondered...is she even my sister?

But encore I could even question it more as if he read my mind he said.

"She is your sister you dumba.s.s."

I remained quiet.

And then heard his voice again.

"Well, you can believe what you want to believe...but honestly..."

He paused and then sighed and continued his words.

"...you have been more of a brother for her than I could ever be all those times."

He said with an expressionless look on his face...before it changed into a slight...yet broken smile.

"...So? Can you make her life enjoyable...please?"

And then he turned his head over to the window, gazing at the streets below.

I remained quiet even then...not saying anything as I just arrested Samantha's head while she put on a confused face.

...yeah.

the time I spent with you...at least.

Was real.

And so I opened my mouth and said.

"Hey Sam, since I've been gone for so long, How about we go for a stroll?"

And upon hearing my words, she showed the brightest smile I could have seen.

***

As I walked around pushing Samantha's wheelchair around the city...I received a lot of...weird looks.

Of course, I was wearing the most suspicious clothing I could have.

A facemask with sungla.s.ses on at night was not the best combination right now.

But hey, I guess the smile she had on her face was stopping people from coming to the wrong conclusion.

I think...

While during the trip outside, I bought as many sweets as I could, for both of us sweet monsters...yet my eyes were glued to him all the time.

His figure was just watching everything with curiosity.

He was acting like even more of a child than I was.

And the funny thing was the figures of multiple people just pa.s.sed through his figure.

I'm curious, Is that the same man that I saw during the evolution?

The same black dragon that annihilated Suleras, Aloaris, Multiple other dragons, and an army of angels?

...he sure didn't seem like it.

I paid him no heed as I focused completely on Samantha and we continued our stroll around the city.

****

Back at the apartment.

I sat down on the sofa after making sure Samantha went to sleep.

He was still staring down the window, looking at the city below.

As I stared at his figure watching the city down below...

I strangely felt pity for him.

But I discarded that soon enough.

I need to get stronger.

And for that, I'm going to be skipping a whole lot of cla.s.ses.

I simply won't have enough time to do what I need to do if I take cla.s.ses at the same with the training schedules.

And I'm not Skipping out on training.

Not at all.

Never in fact.

I can skip the cla.s.ses because they teach about mana mainly and its uses and properties, but since I have Mana Master, I can disregard them.

From....the memories I have, I have some knowledge of the items I need right now.

Especially to hide my strength levels.

I am going to be needing a whole lot of those types of items.

And to get them, I have to be discreet. Very discreet.

I can't risk people finding out about me and what I'm doing outside.

Not Even my guild can know too much.

Twilight has some spies from other guilds and possibly even demons.

I need to accelerate development.

Quickly and very discreetly.

I have to be prepared for the event that occurs before summer vacations start.

"It's good to be cautious."

...

...

...

"But being too cautious can be harmful."

...

...

...

Why is he talking now?

Has he had enough of gazing at the city?

"Yes, it was quite an enjoyable experience."

...

...

This motherf.u.c.ker is reading my mind without my permission.

"I'm not reading your mind, I'm reading your face.

Unlike Us, you are a very bad actor."

...

...

...

"Shut up."

I said to him.

"How harsh."

He replied.

I ignored him and opened my status screen to inspect my skills again.

====Status====

Name Alan Peccator. (16)

Race: Dragon

Bloodline:The Pheonix(0.03%)

Strength:C+

Endurance:C+

Agility:C+

Intelligence:C+

Mana:C+

Charm:C

Affinities:Ice[SUPREME], Chaos[SUPREME], s.p.a.ce[?]

Skills:Dragonic Transformation(?), Dragons Eye(???)Draconic Scales(???), Mana Master(???), Possession[S]...

Techniques::

Mana Techniques:Supreme Ice Dragons Breath[*******], Whiff Of Frost[***], Mana Control[*]

Martial Techniques:Dark Leg[****]

Weapon Techniques:Chaotic Spear[*******], Basic Spear Mastery[*]

Bloodline skills:Bloodline Manifestation, Pheonix Flames, The Purest Flame,

Phoenix Warmth, G.o.d of Rebirth,

Wings Of Glory,

Absolute Regeneration, Holder of Life.]

I read their descriptions again and again.

But...for some G.o.dd.a.m.n reason, I couldn't get my eyes off the Name:Alan Peccator

Name...huh.

Alan peccator is the name of this body, hence it's his name.

...so what is my name?

Do I share the same name as this body?

His name?

Or what?

I don't know.

...Who...really am I?

... There's only one person I think knows.

He created me.

He should know.

"Hey...I have a question?"

I asked him.

"Which is?"

He asked back.

"What's my name?"

My actual Name, not the name of this body.