"How dare you steal my stuff!" BAM! A fist comes flying and hits Malacai straight in the cheek.

Malacai's frail body is thrown, crashing into the ground. Blood drips from his head and lips. His cheek is swollen.

You might think the one who hit him is a group of boys, but you're wrong!

The one who hit Malacai is a beautiful young girl, Nerissa. 

She has long golden hair and blue eyes. She is a black belt in Karate. 

Her body is curvy in all the right places. Her white skin is clean, without any blemishes.

Her breasts are just the right size, not too big. Currently, she is wearing a school uniform, with a short skirt above her knee.

Malacai looks up. He can see Nerissa's smooth thigh, along with her black lacy panties.

Feeling Malacai's gaze, Nerissa kicks him again in the face as she yells, "You pervert, where do you think you are looking?"

"Nerissa, that should be enough. This bastard dared to try to steal our stuff. It's our turn now," a bald, burly man says as he walks towards Malacai.

Nerissa looks at the bald man. "I don't care that the weakling stole the item, Darius. Our deal is for you to give it to me now."

Darius then points at Malacai, "That's why I need more time until tomorrow. You know getting it to this country is not easy, and that weakling stole it. We need to find it first."

Nerissa then tells Darius that she will wait only one more day as she leaves the area. 

After she leaves, Darius's expression quickly changes, and he looks at one of his followers.

"I don't care how, but you promised to get the item today. If it's delayed again, you'll be the one taking responsibility."

"Don't worry, boss. It's just a small problem. I'm sure I'll get the item tonight." 

The follower then points at Malacai, "What should we do with him?"

"What else? Beat him up until he bleeds. Otherwise, Nerissa will know we're lying to her."

The followers start to laugh as they take a steel pipe. Malacai, now lying on the ground, curses as his black eyes watch them coming closer.

His heartbeat quickens, knowing he will be beaten severely. It would be a miracle if he survived.

A few minutes ago, Malacai was walking home when suddenly Darius's men came and took him. 

He thought they would just beat him up as usual, a scenario he had grown accustomed to. 

In his mind, he planned to protect his vital and quickly return home. 

But he was wrong. There, he saw Nerissa, one of the school gang leaders.

His school, Chiveli High School, is famous, but not for good reasons. It's known for its delinquents, with almost every student being a member of a gang.

In the three years Malacai has been at the school, his life has been miserable. 

He has been beaten up daily, thanks to his frail body and handsome face. 

Being handsome and frail is not typically a problem at other schools, but at Chiveli, this combination is deadly.

His weak body makes him a target for bullying, and his attractiveness makes him well-known.

He quickly became the punching bag for everyone at school. Even some female students bully him sometimes. 

But today is the worst. He doesn't even know what happened, but he suddenly got blamed.

Malacai knows that even if he says anything, it's useless. A teacher tried to protect him in the past, but what happened to her afterward?

Make Malacai gnash his teeth in hatred...

The main culprit is Darius. 

Malacai knows that if he tries to say something, it will only make things worse.

Deep inside, he fears Darius will bully the teacher again just to spite him. That's how evil Darius is.

Thwack! Smack! Bam!

Malacai is mercilessly beaten. His body is already weak, but now they beat him using a pipe.

He could feel his bones breaking. 

He curled up his body, trying to protect his vitals, but one of the grunts pulled his hand. They then beat on it using the pipe until his hand broke.

Minutes, feeling like an eternity, pass for Malacai. 

His white uniform turns red with blood. His breathing is ragged as he barely clings to life.

Darius looks at him without care and spits at him, muttering, "Tch, useless weakling." 

He then leaves Malacai alone.

Lying lifelessly on the ground, Malacai's life starts to flicker before his eyes. 

He remembers his real parents who kicked him out, his hatred towards them as he swore revenge and his not-so-bad life in the orphanage. 

But then, his adoption turned his life into hell again. 

Both his step-parents adopted him only to receive money from the government, feeding him just one meal a day.

He doesn't even have his own room; every day, he can only sleep on the floor in the kitchen. 

They don't allow him to sleep on the couch.

Then, considering how his school life is, he asks to change schools, but his stepdad beats him up instead. 

They don't even allow him to skip class, as that would cause the government to stop their free money. 

Pain and regret are all that Malacai feels now.

As he feels his life slipping away, the sound of a crow reaches his ears. 

The crow flies and lands in front of Malacai. Its feathers are jet-black, with red eyes.

Malacai feels the crow looking at him. He thinks he's hallucinating, as a crow's eyes shouldn't be red, but soon, a voice is heard in his mind.

"Do you want to live??? If you want, I can make a deal with you." The sound is melodious, like a witch whispering in his ear.

Malacai can barely speak at this time; his voice is barely a whisper. "What… deal???"

"I will give you power. In exchange, you must grow this power to its peak."

"Accept this, and while you live in this mortal world, you will live unlike any other human." 

"A different time, a different existence, the power of a god will isolate you. Make your choice. Once you choose, there is no turning back!"

In his situation, Malacai doesn't even think twice. 

He doesn't know if this is real, a hallucination, or just a bad joke, but he quickly answers, "I… accept…"

In response, the crow starts pecking at his eyes. 

He feels pain as its sharp beak tears his eyes from their sockets. Already weak, he can only groan in pain as the crow eats the eyeballs.

A voice then resounds in his mind, 'The contract is done.' After hearing this voice, Malacai loses consciousness.

Time passes. The sun rises again, but black clouds fill the sky, and rain starts to pour heavily onto the ground. 

Malacai begins to open his eyes. 

The rain drips down onto his face, washing away the dried blood and turning the water around him red as he regains consciousness.

He feels a sharp pang of pain in his head.

A stream of information assaults Malacai's brain. Moments pass, and then he stands up, looking toward the sky as thunder crackles, its sound echoing throughout the world.

Rumble! Rumble!

"Hahahaaha!" A maniacal laugh escapes through Malacai's lips. 

His broken hand is nowhere to be seen; his bruises and wounds are all healed. 

He laughs wildly as he embraces the rain falling on his face. "God has finally given me a chance!!!"

He closes his black eyes, now seeing deep inside his mental space. 

There, a six-winged statue symbolizing his power stands tall. 

Its body is covered with a hood. All six wings are currently closed, representing the level of his power.

As per the contract, he has acquired the ability of' Providence of Domination.' 

His ability is just at level one now, but this is enough for revenge.

Looking at the gloomy sky, he starts making his way to the school. 

Soon, he reaches the gate. He sees everyone, including Nerissa, using umbrellas as they enter their classes. 

Without hesitation, he moves behind her. Feeling someone's presence close by, Nerissa turned back, and her eyes widened in recognition. 

It's Malacai, but something about him is different.

Usually, Malacai is always gloomy, but now he is smiling, a smile that instills fear in her. She feels goosebumps all over her body just by looking at it, a very evil smile.

Malacai pulls his hair back, and his black eyes start to change to purple. "Share your umbrella with me."

Surprised by what he said, Nerissa retorts, "Are you crazy? Did Darius hit your head too hard?" 

But despite saying that, her body moves on its own. She walks to Malacai and shares her umbrella with him. 

Her heart soon grips with fear; she loses control of her own body. Her voice stutters, "What did you do to me!?"

But Malacai ignores her, continuing to walk to the school entrance. 

Nerissa walks close to him, sharing her umbrella. 

The rest of the students look on in surprise. Not only is Nerissa sharing her umbrella, but she is even walking behind Malacai.

Malacai stops in his steps as he sees one of the students, recognizing him as one of Darius's followers, the one who broke his arm. 

His purple eyes gaze at him, and then, with a smirk, he says, "You, go to the street and find a truck to run over you."

"What the hell do you think you're saying? You wimp? Did you eat something wrong?"

He feels weird seeing Malacai already healed; they thought he would stay home for at least a week. 

But soon, he realizes he is not on the school grounds anymore; he has walked into the middle of the street.

Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk!

He looks to the right, and the truck is moving closer, honking at him. But he cannot move his body. 

Before he can understand what's happening...

BAM! Screech!

The truck runs over him, turning his body into meat paste. 

It then brakes to a stop before starting to drive away even faster. 

The driver probably plans to run. All this happens in front of the school; all the students can see what happened. 

They are all part of a gang, but that doesn't mean they are immune to panic and fear.

All of them instinctively look at Malacai, having heard what he said before the student really did commit suicide. 

Malacai knows they will soon start running around in panic, so he doesn't give them a chance. 

Today, they all must pay for his three years of bullying. 

His purple eyes look at them, "All of you should shut up and kneel on the ground until I say otherwise."

With that, all of them start to kneel. They try to open their mouths but cannot; their bodies are no longer under their control. 

He then looks at Nerissa, putting his hand on her beautiful face. He can see her blue eyes glisten with tears, reflecting fear from the depths of her soul.

"What… what do you want to do with me?"

Nerissa is truly afraid now. She has seen everything that happened. 

She knew the man in front of her could make her do anything. 

If he orders her to commit suicide, her body will move and do it despite what she feels.

Malacai's evil smile still never leaves his face. "What do you think I should do to you? Haven't you bullied me too?"

"But I never bullied you!"

Malacai starts patting her cheeks. 

His last order for Nerissa still stands, even though they are standing under the roof now.

She still shares her umbrella with him. Malacai then reminds her, "Do you forget that you punched me yesterday? And that you kicked me in the face?"

"But that's because you stole my item. As for the kick, you saw my panties."

"Hahaha," Malacai laughs, finding her response amusing. 

He didn't steal the item; if this woman used her brain even a little, she would know how could he possibly steal it from Darius? 

As for looking at her panties, it's not his fault. 

He was beaten to the ground, and she wore a short skirt. Who asked her to stand near him?

But Malacai doesn't feel the need to respond to that. 

Why does he need to explain himself? He's the one in control. He doesn't need her approval.

He then looks her up and down, observing her curvy body and her blue eyes that now look very vulnerable. 

She's really beautiful. 

As a normal 18-year-old teenager, of course, he has desires and lust. 

But being bullied every day, he has had to suppress these feelings. But now he doesn't need to. 

He answers her, "Oh, you hit me because I saw your panties? Good, then show me your panties now."

Tears start to drop from her blue eyes. Her hand drops the umbrella as it moves to the hem of her skirt. 

"Please… Don't do this!!!" She starts begging him.

Even though she's a gang leader, no one dares to touch her. She's still a virgin. 

Now, Malacai orders her to show her panties and in a public place at that. 

All her schoolmates are still kneeling on the ground. 

Even though they are quite a distance away, it's very humiliating. 

Some of them are even her underlings. How can she maintain her pride now?

Tears keep dropping as her hand starts pulling her skirt up little by little, revealing her smooth thighs. 

"Please, Malacai! I beg you! At least not here!!!"