[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-villain-s-story":3,"chapter-the-villain-s-story-the-villain-s-story-chapter-438":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Villain's Story",{"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},746563,986,"Chapter 438 [438] Eyes as deep as the abyss.[4]","the-villain-s-story-chapter-438",438,"\u003Cp>After Agri had consoled Elijah, he was running back to the city whilst I was lost in thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So are these trials just a memory playback?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I asked myself. The content of these trials was strange. If my guess was correct... I was currently living Elijah's memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But are these memories actual memories? Or just those fabricated by the tower?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They feel real, but at the same time I cannot be sure. The tower is a trickster, a schemer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knows, these memories could be fake for all I know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the first thing...now onto the second thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's the purpose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely, the Tower has to have a clear condition or a purpose for the trials, and if it does have one, What am I supposed to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until now, I have not been able to control Elijah's body at all, never have I ever been able to move with my own volition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can't even feel anything besides the pain Elijah is dealt with or his intense emotions. It is as if my body, my mind, and everything is slowly becoming him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am more empathetic, more...like Elijah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every second that passes, I am becoming like him. It's quite an irritating feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Anyways...is there no clear condition?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bringing myself back to the original question, I wondered if this was just a replay or I actually have to get involved at some point. If I have to get involved, things won't go by smoothly because I have almost no knowledge about what Elijah can do at this point in time. If I have to get into action I think I can only use this body...none of my original skills and move sets will be available to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't even know what rank he is! All I know is about his unique skill ||DECIMATION||. I know only of that, nothing else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even about Decimation, I only know that it increases the user's capabilities by ten for a short duration of time, at the heavy cost of one's own health.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's all I know. I am sure there are even more terrifying effects but I don't have the means to access them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting out a sigh, I could only pray that I didn't have to get involved, at least not yet at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a few more battles occur where Elijah is in the lead, I can learn what he is able to do and maybe utilize it...But that is a big if.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Well, I can only pray.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>****\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Inside the City, Elijah Ardor POV.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the attack had happened, and whilst I was running away I received the notification from the tower that I had advanced into the next floor soon after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was glad at first, but when I was transported to the next floor...all the happiness faded away in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on! Hurry up and get inside!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in front yelled, his voice, enhanced with a foul mana penetrated my ears and almost made them bleed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where I was currently at...was at the border of the city and stationed in a line...This line consisted of many like me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather Alan I should say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was filled with orphans, all those that had lost their parents or guardians in the horrific attack, who had no homes or any family left as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all being transported to somewhere...in those shady trucks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Those trucks...something feels off.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I looked at the transport trucks of the Union that had come to take us...I felt something was off, very off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although I was sure that they belonged to the Union...the insignia and material they were made of were the same...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something felt off, those trucks...and especially the people that had come with them seemed to be wrong. My gut was telling me...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't get inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was warning me, to never ever step foot inside the trucks. My entire body was screaming that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alas, I couldn't do anything but push the wheelchair of my 'sister'. Or rather Alan's sister further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So this is Samantha huh...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had heard about Alan's sister, someone who he almost never talked about but also somehow cared for her deeply. I had heard she had been crippled due to some incident...but never had I expected that the incident would be the destruction of Aror city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore...her body is currently filled with the power of the malicious curse of demons...the same one that infected Elton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...so you were going through this too huh.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I felt sorry for the girl, currently she was peacefully sleeping in her wheelchair, which was obviously too big for her right now but...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can't possibly even fathom the amount of pain she is enduring...Even Elton, as a grown man sometimes cried from the pain of the curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Samantha was just a little girl...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't even want to think about it. I just want to know whether Alan was able to succeed and cure her...or maybe lessen her pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elton already had various painkillers and potions to somewhat alleviate the pain...But I don't think this girl can take those medicines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alan Peccator, Samantha Peccator! come here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah! The damn high pitched voice rang out again and my ears bled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the noise, Samantha had woken up and was crying. I can't blame her, not only is the man screaming at children, the curse is probably eating her alive. The pain is probably a lot for an elementary school kid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop crying and come over here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does he not know how to treat children, who are still grieving?! Is he retarded or just a cold piece of trash?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though I wanted to say something...I couldn't do anything but walk forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Samantha, continued crying, like many of the children here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I gue-'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, something caught my eye, from far away I could see...myself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright orange hair, red scarlet eyes...and those facial features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah...that's me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although I could only get a glimpse...I was sure that was me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ignored the cries of everyone, and tried my best to turn Alan's head, however my efforts were cut short by a man approaching us, yelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! I told you to shut up, didn't I?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not addressing me, but rather Alan's little sister...Samantha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut u-?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then it all happened like an instant, an intense malice filled my heart as I stared at the man with my abyssal black eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, it was as if I and this body had become one...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We both wanted to rip that bastard to shreds, until no one could recognize his miserable face.\u003C\u002Fp>",1109,"2026-06-02T11:57:26.352Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3572147cafac39d9c2cdb4f01c80fb384dcedb74a2c39a559d5ce37bfeac2bc","the-villain-s-story-chapter-439","the-villain-s-story-chapter-437",910,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-villain-s-story-cover.jpg"]