The Villain's Story Chapter [136]The Child Of Death[3]

Chapter [136]The Child Of Death[3]

"Finally..."

I held the one item I wanted in my hand as I tossed the corpse of a Blood Leopard.

Finally, I have it in my hands.

After 17 G.o.dd.a.m.n raids, I have it.

The crystallized heart of a blood leopard.

A blood-red gem that is as big as my palm.

Now, I only need to get one more thing to craft what I need, and also a competent blacksmith, and also find 'it'

The only problem here lies in the fact if I can find a competent blacksmith, t won't be any dwarves here to craft the thing needed for 'it'.

,m I just hope a human blacksmith is capable enough to not mess it up.

"Finally...only a little more and then I'll have it."

"Have what?"

I tensed up as I heard a voice that I had been hearing for the past couple of days.

And for f.u.c.ks sake, why does he have to do that?

"Can you stop?"

I stared at Ara.n.u.s as he magically appeared behind me moments ago.

"Sorry."

He apologized, and he asked me again.

"But what do you mean by 'it?"

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...

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Wait...does he not know?

"You don't know?"

"No, I was asleep for a long time so I didn't know what the memories given to you by the Jade Snake are in detail."

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WELL, WELL WELL.

HAHA.

I know something he does not!

I don't know why, but just the thought of it is exciting in itself.

And I refuse to tell him!

"You don't need to know."

"..."

I saw his face remain as dead as it always was as he sighed and then just sat on the bloodied sand.

And then he asked a question that made me tense up.

"So, why did you meet with Maxwell?"

***

[Ara.n.u.s Pov]

I asked the question and saw as he tensed up.

Why on earth contact Maxwell, when you can just use James' memories?

Why must you let someone who isn't as competent do something that you, with the a.s.sistance of his memories, can do easily?

Frankly, I don't understand.

But I guess everyone is different and has their unique ideals.

And I soon heard his.

"Because it's a way to win."

What?

A way to win?

Against what?

I questioned in my mind as I pondered over what he meant by his words.

But I didn't need to think about it long, for he answered my thoughts.

"Maxwell, Lucas, and Alexander all have one individual thing that made that son of a b.i.t.c.h.

Their circ.u.mstances resemble his, only they have not yet yet gone insane..."

I was silent.

"...so...do you not know the feeling of satisfaction I will get when I change their fate?

When I change their transformation into 'him'."

"Even if they can't completely become someone like him, wouldn't it be a victory of mine if I stopped it?

You don't have to understand, it's just because I think it will give me victory over him."

"Over the monster that is James."

I silently pondered over his words, but...

I truly don't understand.

James is gone, what satisfaction will you get from gaining a victory over him?

I don't think I'll ever get it.

But I guess everyone has their own goals.

But how funny, it all looks like a child trying to get some petty revenge on an adult.

How utterly hilarious.

***

[Alan Peccator PoV]

I don't care what he's thinking about, I don't give a d.a.m.n f.u.c.k about what they think.

I honestly don't care.

They can laugh all they want, but I will have some sort of victory over him.

Even though it's petty, hilarious, and cannot be understood.

I don't care.

All I care about now is going to the ruined country of j.a.pan, to get the final item I need.

I exited the dungeon and was met with the dungeon extractors rushing towards the dungeon as Benson greeted me.

I paid no heed to his words, I was too busy thinking about my form of victory over him.

Well, whatever... it's time.

It's time to go to j.a.pan.

****

On two islands far from the coast of j.a.pan.

The islands were a few miles apart from each other, but there were distinct differences between them.

One was big, while the other was small.

One looked to be desolate, lacking all forms of life and seemed to stink of the stench of death, while the smaller one looked abundant with life and vegetation.

One was uninhabited, while the island of life had a small cottage on it.

The large one, on the other hand, had black water around it's sh.o.r.es, and the black water could be seen reaching the island of life.

But...the island of death trembled...

*RUMBLEEEE*

A humanoid covered in a bone-like armor resembling a sort of reptile woke up from its slumber.

It then began to shriek in pain, as black chains that only it could see materialized on it.

They dragged the creature down, and the poor thing cried out in pain.

The chains exuded the element of death around the surroundings, and would soon control the humanoid creature, for its resistance would be futile after a while.

The moment the creature noticed the element of death spreading, it resisted even harder and stopped the spread of the element of death.

It struggled and the chains disappeared.

But it knew they were still on its body, just invisible for now to it.

It then felt its blood boil, as it felt an energy of a similar type but filled with life.

s.p.a.ce, Chaos, Frost, and blood of life.

It felt it.

And turned its head in the direction of the energy.

The energy of Life.

***

As I looked at the dungeon around a ruined city far from central j.a.pan, I felt sorry for the citizens.

Who knew, that the area which was once j.a.pan had most of its lands destroyed?

And only central areas could be rebuilt because of the war that killed their national Hero, Hiroto Mitsuki, the Spear Saint.

But that's not what's on my mind.

The moment I had stepped on this land...i felt two types of energies.

One Energy coming from central j.a.pan, and seemed to be...calling for me?

But...what is the other one?

The first cannot be compared to this one.

An energy similar to mine, but reeked of death.

Far from central j.a.pan, I felt its presence.

Death, Darkness, Shadow, and blood that reeked of death.

Such ominous energy.

And apparently, I'm the only one feeling this, as all the other crew from twilight don't sense anything.

I ignored the first energy and focused primarily on the second.

Curiosity killed the cat, was a famous phrase, however, I would later realize I would nearly die from it.

And I was oblivious to my oncoming fate, I turned my head towards the energy I felt.

The energy of Death.

*****

A/N; Get ready bois, my favorite character is going to be introduced and also a big boss fight is coming.

Oh, and I have to say it.

STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT IN DRAGO-THE VILLAIN'S STORY.