"Ack!"
Thousands of photo frames flashed in his mind at once. Including his past life.
He had been so overloaded at once that the headache was terribly frightening.
"Agh" knelt down as he tried to breathe deeply into his lungs.
Thin fingers ran through his black hair, revealing his jade, sweaty forehead.
Green-tinged yellow eyes gleamed dangerously in the dark.
"Hah!" He took a deep breath, looked at his hands in disbelief.
Soft and white. No scars or calluses.
His eyes widened slightly at first.
Fingers touched her face, no, no scars! Gone!
He groaned, clutching his forehead in pain.
His chest was going up and down fast.
He lifted his head and looked at this unfamiliar environment. Jet black.
Was this hell?
Such gloom?
He grit his teeth in a bad mood.
What happened last? He couldn't remember in detail.
His eyes narrowed dangerously. The merciless breath swept through, he vaguely remembered dying.
What happened?
Ah, true, he could not turn his ears to the words of the devil whispering to him, he was seduced and plunged into a bloodbath with desire.
"Evil of fiction huh?"
The "hahaha" voice is seductive, hoarse and light.
He squinted his eyes with pleasure.
The memories in his mind helped him understand what had happened last.
Surprisingly, his rebirth was after he was freed from these shackles.
By the other villain of the series.
He could feel the presence of his heart beating in his chest as he softly whispered the "Yun" voice.
"Yun" squeezed her hands into her heart position, squinting her eyes as she whispered once more.
"Tell me, after you get rid of that hellish life..."
After death...
"What's the point of my coming back?"
With his revenge already taken.
When you don't have any struggles?
"Can we go back?"
"To the end?"
"Can we start over, as if nothing happened?"
Because his hostility towards his older brother was there from the very beginning.
He felt strange now.
His eyes were painted, he was blind to the truth, unable to see the love of his family for him, reproaching himself with his inferiority feelings.
He pressed his lips.
It's Huai Nanren.
The main villain of a fiction, one of the last chapter bosses.
Even his name, which ironically means 'Villain', is just a stepping stone to glorify the main characters. The main characters will climb by stepping on them and achieve glorious victory!
A villain born to be a loser, destined to stay in their shadow at every stage, in everything. One bad.
True.
He was a villain after all.
Unlike Yun, he was not forced into it.
Even if this wasn't fiction, it was destined to be bad.
The main characters...
He had no particular grudge against them.
His hatred was with himself from the very beginning. He vomited his self-hatred, hated his own existence most in life.
Because of his weakness, incompetence, incompetence...
Finally, he drowned in his own hatred.
Both can be villains. In the fiction, there may be some doomed notorious criminals whose personalities are not mentioned, only the bad label has been affixed. But in reality everything is different.
From the very beginning, their characters are different.
Mindsets or whatever.
But the plot is over.
The characters were pulled from the stage and the curtains were drawn.
Everyone has returned to their inner world, to their self.
So from now on, how would the main story work?
He was nervous.
He didn't know.
What a useless rebirth, he just thought. When everything was over, he returned to the starting line.
Indeed, he would rather forget than remember his past life and live as before, with pure thoughts...
No, who is he kidding?
He was never innocent.
No matter how hard he tries.
No matter if he ignores the murderous part in him. Those bad thoughts would always be in the back of his mind. He just stuffed them in a box and locked it. Still, it didn't work.
Even when she was physically and verbally abused by her uncle, she held the kitchen knife with her shaky hands. He closed his eyes and whispered that it was wrong.
It endured.
But up to a point.
He couldn't escape his own reality.
He waited, somehow, for better or worse, silently wishing that everything would end. Maybe death was what he was waiting for?
He wasn't sure.
Still, what happened at the Valssey Bar was truly the last straw.
Emotions and thoughts that were the symbol of that evil that he had carefully concealed were pouring into his mind.
In the end...it didn't work.
Why am I different?
He questioned it.
No.
That was natural!
At that moment, he wanted to kill everyone there. His eyes darkened. No, he wanted to crawl, to make their life hell.
And he did.
He felt insane.
He's going to eat his head.
He felt that if it weren't for the system that was there to watch over, he would have derailed again.
Not that...
How far?
How much longer could he endure?
As this evil swallows him?
It's pathetic.
He felt pathetic.
And he wanted to make everyone more pathetic than he was, so that no one could laugh at him.
It was painful.
It's like he lost his way.
Where would he go? What would he do?
Why was there?
Life... was pretty useless and empty.
Finally, he heard the words that cut through his mind like a fog like a knife.
"Yun is back"
His eyes shone.
He wanted to ask.
He just felt that he would be relieved if he heard why from her.
It was true, but the thing that suppressed his feelings was hearing the reason from him.
Again...
Why ?
Why ?
Couldn't he go back to the beautiful and quiet days again? The moments when you don't have these extreme thoughts on your mind?
Why did he come back, sunk to the bottom of hell?
He was not innocent.
It wasn't at all.
How could he live like this? The conscience thing... is that it?
-To be continued-