[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie":3,"chapter-rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-7":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rise Of The Villain : In a World Ruled By Anomalies",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},691502,926,"Chapter 7 : A Gift From A Loyal Son to His Father","rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-7",7,"\u003Cp>[ A few moments ago ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Message windows started flooding Arthur’s vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lines of text overlapped, glowing faintly in the dim room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur felt a strange pressure brush against him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like invisible eyes peeling him apart layer by layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ External System Scan Detected. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What...?\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before fear could bloom in his chest, his own interface pulsed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Concealment Protocol Activated. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Hiding Anomaly Status. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Normalizing Host Data. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Rendering Host: Insignificant. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suffocating pressure vanished as if it had never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s heart pounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he turned his gaze toward Lucas at the estate gate, putting the pieces together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... just now...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realization dawned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas was a player and had tried to scan him with his system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unhinged smile crept onto Arthur’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, he almost drooled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The prey walked to me on its own...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled shakily, forcing his excitement down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’You... hid me perfectly, right?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ You are my Host. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ A blade is useless if discovered before it strikes. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relief settled deep in arthur’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around him felt different now—thicker, charged with possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Alright,’ he thought. ’Give me the details. What kind of system does he have?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ A powerful System detected nearby. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ System Name: Ascension System ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Type: Hero-Class Growth Engine ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Status: Favored by the Narrative ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A powerful system, huh...?\" Arthur murmured under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Its host is meant to rise. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Meant to be protected. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Meant to win. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’An opposite of me, huh...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brief pause followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ You are meant to erase what should not fall. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Can we see his status window?’ he asked in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Negligible. You are too weak for that and he is leagues above you. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ And even if we tried, he would notice our presence. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur clicked his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Alright. Keep us hidden.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then Lucas’s voice cut through his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arthur.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes?\" he replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you not going to leave?\" Lucas asked, eyes turning colder. \"Don’t tell me you changed your mind. Because I can’t let you do that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You made an oath and you will keep it. So go away now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur smiled lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Good. At least he’s also an asshole like the rest,’ he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry,\" Arthur said aloud. \"I’m leaving.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his mind, his tone changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Okay. Now tell me the conditions to extract one of his abilities or system functionalities without killing him.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue message windows materialized in front of his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Alternative Extraction Condition Available. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Target Identified: Lucas Evan Imperius. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Relationship: Blood-Bound Sibling. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Emotional Status Toward Host: Contempt. Shame. Dismissal. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Lucas Evan Imperius does not perceive you as family. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ You are a flaw in his image. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ A stain he pretends does not exist. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yeah, yeah, everyone thinks that,’ Arthur thought. ’Tell me something new.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More text appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Condition for Non-Lethal Extraction: ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Make Lucas say the following words from his own will: ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ \"Arthur... you are the greatest and most talented person in the world.\" ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ \"I am proud to call you my little brother.\" ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ \"I am ashamed of myself... for treating you like trash.\" ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s eye twitched violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That’s... cruel. There’s no way this bastard will say those words to me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Cruelty is relative. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ He has denied your worth your entire life. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ And the conditions arise—sometimes randomly if the target is a stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And sometimes based on the bond you share with the target. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ I am not the one who sets them so don’t blame me. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another window slid into place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Upon success: ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ • One Random System Capability will be stolen. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ • +20 Attribute Points will be granted. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur stared at the glowing words, mind spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then he noticed Lucas turning away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get lost now,\" Lucas said coldly. \"I’m tired of seeing you stand there like a fool. Leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The exit of the Imperius estate shimmered under the afternoon sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Servants moved in orderly lines, watching from a distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the center of it all stood Arthur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from him, Lucas evan Imperius—tall, immaculate, the pride of the family. The brother who had never once seen him as an equal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s system whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Target in range. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Non-Lethal Extraction Condition active. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Proceed. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur inhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he let his shoulders slump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas frowned. \"What do you want now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Arthur’s knees buckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stumbled forward and wrapped his arms around Lucas from behind, clutching his coat with trembling hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I’m sorry... I’m so sorry...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cracked, raw and hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve always been trouble. For Father. For Mother. For you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulders shook violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know I’m useless... I know I embarrass you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know I don’t deserve to be an Imperius...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed down his face in thick lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll never forgive myself... never... for being born like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps rippled through the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Servants who had been pretending not to watch now stared openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-Hey—let go,\" he hissed. \"This is ridiculous. What are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur clung tighter, burying his face into Lucas’s back, sobbing louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just wanted... just once... to be acknowledged...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low murmurs began to spread among the servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could he treat him like that, Young Master Lucas?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if Lord Arthur is... weak... he is still his brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He has already been exiled. Must he strip him of dignity too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As the heir of the Imperius family, he should at least have some compassion...for his own blood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s face flushed crimson as the whispers reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Damn it... this is ruining my image,’ he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’They’ll report this to Father... to Mother...for sure.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clicked his tongue and looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright. Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want, Arthur? Just say it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur loosened his grip a little, eyes red and trembling as he looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I only want one thing,\" he said, voice shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please... grant me one request.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine,\" he said. \"I’ll grant it. You can ask for anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated, then added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After all... you are my brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More murmurs spread like a wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a kind heir...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So magnanimous...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He truly embodies nobility...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas straightened, pride settling back on his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Checkmate.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sniffed, wiping his tears slowly, then leaned closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In that case...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just want your acknowledgment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say... what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s voice dropped to a whisper only Lucas could clearly hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to hear you say it. Just once in my life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned closer to Lucas’s ear and quietly recited the exact words projected in front of his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s it?\" he asked. \"Not money? Not protection? Not an artifact? Not any other luxury? Nothing else... just these words?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur nodded desperately, tears still clinging to his lashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-Yes... that’s all I want...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Lucas thought in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...I guess it makes sense,’ he reasoned. ’He’s been insulted his whole life. He just wants to hear what he never could.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes darkened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And he’s still weak. He’ll probably die out there anyway. Let’s take this as his last wish.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s expression softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Alright. I’ll grant it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cleared his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arthur... you are the greatest and most talented person in the world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s system reacted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ First Phrase Confirmed. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am proud to call you my little brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Second Phrase Confirmed. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I am ashamed of myself... for treating you like trash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft chime rang inside Arthur’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Condition Fulfilled. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Extraction link has been established. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Rewards Pending... ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile bloomed on Arthur’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not grateful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predatory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, brother,\" he said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re too kind... now I can leave peacefully.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas patted his head, unaware of the glint hidden in Arthur’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good luck out there,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned and walked away, the perfect image of a compassionate heir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur kept crying until Lucas’s back vanished beyond the gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A servant walked up hesitantly and held out a handkerchief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, Young Master... everything will be alright,\" the servant said gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s tears stopped instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow. That was embarrassing,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wiped his face, smearing away the fake tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But he really fell for it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow grin spread across his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guess I’ve got talent for acting, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant froze, face draining of color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur glanced sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you staring at?\" he asked flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant bowed hurriedly, terror in his eyes, and fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur stood alone in the courtyard, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really are something, system,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interface curved slightly, almost smug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ I told you so. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Do you want me to start the extraction process? I have already established the link. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not right now,\" Arthur said. \"He’ll get suspicious if something happens immediately. Let’s wait at least a day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ As you wish, Host. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur turned his gaze back to the estate, taking it in one last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Let’s go,’ he thought. ’I’m used to being abandoned. It’s nothing new.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he passed through the main gates, he saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long line of luxurious cars parked neatly near the exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their polished surfaces gleamed under the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were a bright red Ferrari and a sleek Bentley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s jaw dropped slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now I’m really regretting leaving this wealthy family,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked toward the maintenance staff standing near the red Ferrari.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man stood at attention, wearing a neat uniform, clearly responsible for the cars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?\" Arthur said, eyes fixed on the Ferrari.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young master, why are you so surprised? You have already driven most of these,\" he replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Damn... he really was living the dream, huh,’ Arthur thought. ’I’m so jealous of the previous me...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at the Ferrari’s door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This red Ferrari... can I just sit inside?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant’s smile stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am sorry, young master,\" he said. \"You have been exiled, and there are strict orders that you cannot take anything from the estate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated, then added honestly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And even if you were not exiled, I still would not have done that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You see,\" the servant explained, \"this red Ferrari and that Bentley over there are your father’s favorite cars. He doesn’t let anyone touch them, let alone drive them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After all, they were gifted to him by your grandfather.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grin slowly spread across Arthur’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... a gift from a father to his son,\" he said. \"He must really treasure these cars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Indeed he does,\" the servant replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur turned his gaze fully on the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your name... if I remember correctly, is Levin, right?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant straightened immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-Yes, young master,\" Levin said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s smile sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don’t want me to tell your wife about the affair you’re having with that maid—whose name you already know and I also no—then give me the keys,\" Arthur said casually. \"I promise to bring them back in five minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Levin’s breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-How... how did you know that?\" he stammered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’So he really was having an affair, huh... I was just guessing,’ he thought in amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough talking,\" Arthur said aloud. \"Give me the keys. For both the Bentley and the Ferrari.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Levin, terrified, immediately rushed to a small lockbox, retrieved two key sets, and placed them in Arthur’s hand with trembling fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, young master,\" he said weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur looked at the red Ferrari, eyes shining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s beautiful...\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too bad I can’t sleep comfortably in a Ferrari.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his storage ring and pulled out a heavy hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Levin’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-Young master...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur swung the hammer down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The windshield shattered with a deafening crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again and again, he slammed the hammer into the Ferrari—destroying the hood, caving in the doors, smashing the headlights. Metal twisted and glass flew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within moments, the luxury car looked like a corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn... it was a fine car, Only a lunatic will do this \" Arthur muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed a gallon of fuel lying in the cornor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the, tossed the fuel over the wrecked Ferrari, and sprinkled it all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He brought out a lighter from his storage ring, and set the car on fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames spread quickly, licking up the car’s mangled frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur ran a safe distance away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And levin was already planning to run away from this country.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire grew hotter, brighter—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the fuel tank ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous boom shook the air as the Ferrari exploded into a blazing fireball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heat washed over them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Levin’s soul practically left his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell are you doing, young master!?\" Levin screamed, voice cracking. \"I’m dead... I’m dead... I’m dead...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur watched the burning wreck with a twisted mix of regret and satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He got a gift from his father,\" Arthur said calmly. \"But I never got mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes reflected the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... I just cleared that debt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed estate guards sprinting toward them, shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, I’m leaving,\" Arthur said, stepping back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell my father this is my gift for him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spun around, hurried to the Bentley, opened the door, and slipped inside like he had done it a hundred times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The engine roared to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur grinned and slammed his foot on the accelerator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bentley shot forward, leaving the burning Ferrari—and a stunned Levin—behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Levin stood there, staring blankly at the inferno.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m... dead meat...\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>----\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ After exactly fifteen minutes ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian Evan Imperius walked through the main gates of the estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerful guards and elite servants surrounded him at a respectful distance, their presence like a living wall of strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was calm, cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His butler, Alfred, bowed deeply at the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My lord,\" Alfred greeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did Arthur leave?\" Adrian asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my lord,\" Alfred replied. \"Just a few moments ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see,\" Adrian said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could say more, a commotion from deeper inside the grounds caught his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint smell of smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is happening there?\" Adrian asked, his eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alfred hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My lord... it... you should see for yourself,\" Alfred said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious—and slightly annoyed—Adrian walked toward the source of the disturbance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached the driveway area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas was already there, standing rigid, sweat beading on his forehead despite his usual composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian followed his son’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ferrari.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or what was left of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-pristine red car was now a charred, twisted skeleton of metal and ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Adrian said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a terrifying pressure exploded from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air turned heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Servants dropped to their knees, gasping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground itself seemed to groan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian’s face flushed a deep red, veins bulging on his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who... did this...\" he asked in a low, deadly voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer came at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was that good-for-nothing Arthur, Father,\" Lucas said quickly. \"He burned your car down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a shaky breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And he also took the Bentley that Grandfather gifted you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alfred swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward and added in a very low voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He also left a message, my lord...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian’s head turned slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A message?\" he repeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alfred bowed even lower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Arthur said...\" Alfred hesitated, then forced the words out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He said that he never received a gift from his father. So he gave one to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence that followed felt like the calm before a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian’s expression twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at the sky and roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arthur... you bastard of a son.!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur was driving the Bentley down a long road away from the Imperius estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leather seats were soft and cool beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The engine purred like a beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the world passed in a blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Where are we going, Host? ] the system asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur smirked, eyes on the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are going to meet the most wanted person in the world,\" he said. \"Someone who can possibly kill us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chuckled quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if things go well with that person and we won’t die... then we’re going to attend a wedding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, I have to distribute the attribute points I got from you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Understood. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the car sped forward and the estate shrank into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy with a broken past and a weak system moved toward an uncertain future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two weaklings—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>one human, one system—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>entering a world with a single intention:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To become the strongest existence it had ever seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN : -\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was the Chapter tell me in the comment section.\u003C\u002Fp>",2876,"2026-06-02T09:14:48.970Z",1,"novelbin.me","60db57a8499e0c3dfbc8eeeda0e944e56187e7b17cf7a19af6175db1cb6336d6","rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-8","rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-6",140,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-cover.jpg"]