Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

When everything was said and done, Reign sat on the large sofa and watched the news while he waited for the doctor to finish treating Cyril.

It was a major event; on the screen, a female news anchor was reporting with the destroyed helicopter visible behind her.

( This is a sad day for Green Valley City, as one of our most influential men, Vincent Hewlet, the CEO of Pantheon, was assassinated by multiple assailants a couple of hours ago. Mr. Vincent was a good man; he and his family had been donating money to the city's betterment for generations. )

'Good man?' Reign sneered with contempt . 'Humans have such low standards for what qualifies as 'good',' he mused. 'If I could turn back time, I'd have killed that pig a hundred times over '

Bored and annoyed by the biased news, he changed the channel, but the topic persisted

This time, a male reporter was speaking outside the building.

( This incident is unprecedented,) the male reporter narrated, his voice somber.

( We're standing outside the Pantheon headquarters, where the brutal murder of hundreds of innocent civilians and renowed CEO Vincent Hewlet took place. Witnesses claim they saw only one man in white power armor suit attacking the building and single handedly killing everyone on sight. ) Read new chapters at m_v-l'e|m,p| y- r

The reporter took a deep breath and paused for a moment before continuing,

(As you can see, the area is currently secured by the local law enforcement, and the city is on high alert. The authorities are urging residents to stay indoors until the situation is fully under control.)

The camera panned to show a side street where several headless bodies were laid out on the pavement, each one surrounded by dry blood.

Dozens of health officers were organizing the bodies, trying to figure out which head belonged to whom.

The people who saw this on their screen felt their stomach churn despite the censorship .

(The attacker was a total maniac and psychotic ,) he went on, his voice filled with anger .

He knelt beside one of the bodies, his voice shaking slightly as he delivered the grim details.

(All the victims appear to have been killed by a sharp blade. The precision and brutality of these actions suggest a professional killer from a higher tiered city. The police are working tirelessly to piece together what happened here and bring those responsible to justice.)

"Wow, they're really milking this headline," Lilith giggled as she sat beside him.

His actions might not have pleased her, but at least he had shown some restraint.

Otherwise, the damage and commotion would have been out of proportion.

She discovered that despite him being crazy by nature, Reign could follow a step-by-step plan when needed and was smart enough to complete it without relying heavily on his demonic power.

But this was not her greatest discovery. Instead, it was his weakness—Cyril.

Anyone with a below average IQ could see that he favored the girl a lot. It wouldn't be wrong to say she was his Achilles' heel.

"How is she? Is she alright?" he asked .

'Geez, he's too innocent. He's not even hiding it,' Lilith thought, as she stop herself from giggling. She found this side of him adorable.

The way he talk now, combined with his new ultra-realistic mask that made him look more human, lowered his intimidating factor significantly.

He wore a black blindfold that covered his hollow and glowing eyes, giving him a mysterious and enigmatic appearance. His skin tone was fair, complementing his white hair.

And whenever he moved his mouth, his face now had the ability to show more facial expressions because the mask incorporated the latest technology available to assist patients with semi-paralyzed faces

"She's fine," Lilith said. "The doctor is detoxifying her body since she got drugged. Thankfully, she's a Divergent so her immune system is way stronger than normal. She should be okay after two or three days of rest." She reassured him while also hinting at the lengths she had gone to help.

The more he owed her, the better she could position her request for help in the future.

"But you really surprised me. I can't believe you'd go to such lengths for a friend," she pointed out, curious to see his reaction.

"A friend?" He replied with a puzzled tone.

Could he really consider her a friend? They hadn't talked for more than five minutes in total, and their meetings had been so brief that calling her an acquaintance might not even be justifiable.

But if she wasn't a friend or an acquaintance, then what was she to him?

He leaned back in his chair, his imaginary brow furrowed in deep contemplation. It was clear he was trying to figure something out.

'Why did he stop talking? Did I say something wrong?' Lilith mused inwardly.

She sensed that his focus had shifted, even though she couldn't read his expression due to the blindfold over his eyes.

Little did she know, Reign himself didn't realize he liked Cyril.

His mind couldn't process something so illogical. Why would he like a fragile woman? He didn't even have the right sexual organs to get aroused in the first place.

As seconds stretched into moments, Lilith resisted the urge to break the silence, sensing that whatever occupied his mind was important.

She also leaned back in her chair and drank her wine while watching him with curiosity and patience, waiting for him to emerge from the depths of his thoughts.

"I like her ?" he asked, his voice tinged with puzzlement. Even now, he struggled to accept such reasoning.

Lilith was stunned by the revelation. 'Wait... he didn't know?'

'How could someone be so clueless? He had rushed in to save her without even realizing?' She shook her head, unsure if he was playing a prank on her or genuinely oblivious.

'Do I really like her?' he pondered silently, beginning to contemplate again. 'What does it even mean to like someone? I remember liking my mother, but that's definitely a different kind of liking,'

Reign's missed puberty had finally caught up with him, a consequence of his past as a lab rat.

"Hey, what does it mean to like someone?" He turned his head towards Lilith, the only other person present, seeking an answer to the question bothering in his mind.

Lilith blinked, taken aback by the unexpected inquiry.

As she pondered, she realized that she also lacked genuine experience in liking someone

Female Devils typically interacted with others for deals or benefits, often neglecting romantic feelings in the processed.

That concept was also interpreted differently by male devils.

In many cases, when a male liked a female , they just pursued her, often forcefully.

There were even cases where two devils who liked the same woman would battle to the death to prove their worthiness for her hand.

'I can't say I don't know,' she thought, reluctant to admit ignorance given her ancient age. She decided to come up with something, drawing on her extensive interactions with humans to make an educated guess.

"Liking someone is..." She paused, feeling Reign's serious and powerful gaze even through the blindfold. He was really interested in hearing her say on the matter.