Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"Go! Go! Go!" The airport Landing Signal Officers waved their arms frantically, guiding the helicopters as they roared to life, their blades slicing through the air with a thunderous roar.

The deafening sound reverberated across the open field as the choppers lifted off, their powerful engines propelling them upward.

In the middle of the busy atmosphere , ground crews hurried around the other helicopters, conducting last-minute checks on the machine guns, and missiles.

Technicians meticulously inspected each component, ensuring that every system was functioning perfectly for the mission ahead.

Inside the Barracks .

"What the hell is happening? Are we being attacked?" one of the soldiers asked, his voice tense with alarm as he had just woken up to the blaring sirens echoing around the base.

And it was not just him.

Confusion gripped the air as soldiers scrambled to gather their gear and prepare for whatever threat .

"Stop with the questions, soldier, and prep yourself. We're in an emergency," high ranking officer snapped at him.

There was no time for explanations as they hastily geared up, their training kicking in as they prepared.

'Shit,' the soldier grumpily exited the barracks, his mind racing with frustration.

He picked this base for its distance from the border, thinking it was safe. But now, they're being called to move without knowing why.

General's Office

"Sir, aren't the Hunter Association making a big deal about one Peak High Demon?" spoke a man in his 40s, his voice was filled with skepticism. His blonde hair, brown eyes, and solid build hinted at years of military training.

The military usually doesn't hunt demons; they're too busy handling Corrupteds.

But they do know a thing or two.

Mobilizing this many troops usually signals they're up against an Upper Demon capable of wiping out a Tier 4 city if left unchecked.

But there were no written notes indicating they were dealing with one. It just mentioned a Peak High Demon, which usually required dozens of hunters to handle.

"Major, what do you take me for? Of course, I'm aware of that. But they're willing to pay a lot of money, so why reject it? This is quite a lucrative mission," the general replied with a smirk, leaning back in his chair to make his point.

This sudden mobilization would line his pockets with a lot of cash.

And since it was a personal favor, he would also gain an additional bonus and some under-the-table money.

The Hunter Association, with all its resources, was swimming with funds thanks to direct backing from another secret organization.

When the Major heard the word "money," and "a lot" he instantly pieced together what was happening, and a smile also spread across his face.

Leaning back in his chair, he couldn't help but smile with the General. The two of them were cut from the same cloth.

"Do you want a drink?" the general asked, rising from his seat and retrieving an expensive bottle of wine from his cabinet.

"Sure," the Major nodded, his chuckle mirroring the general's.

Both of them began to indulge in the moment, relishing the idea of a quick money.

The general even entertained thoughts of splurging on a new sports car once the operation was completed.

The Major, knowing he was the General's right-hand man, entertained thoughts of indulging in the pleasures of the red district with the bonus he would receive.

"Cheers!"

***

In the Dark Night Sky.

The helicopter swept the area, revealing demon tracks and the aftermath of multiple attacks on towns.

No one survived except for the children, who had witnessed the brutal deaths of their parents in the most traumatic way imaginable.

The soldier felt a chill as they considered the evil nature of the demon they were confronting.

While most demons would devour any human they came across, this one was different.

It deliberately spared the children, leaving them to suffer the pain of losing their families.

For the soldiers, such actions was too brutal and evil.

What kind of twisted mind would spare children only to subject them to such suffering?

Only a total psycho would do that.

"My mom! My mom! Please save her!!!" One child's voice quivered with sobs, his body shaking in fear as the weight of the trauma engulfed him.

He started remembering how his mother's head was ripped apart in front of him.

And just when he thought he would be next, the demon spoke, saying, "Treasure your life."

A phrase that normally would offer comfort or motivation, but coming from the one responsible for the death of his parent? It sounded like a cruel insult.

Witnessing one child's distress, the other children also couldn't hold back their own tears anymore.

Soon, the air was filled with the raw sound of their crying, each sob a reminder of the shared trauma they were experiencing.

"Fuck that monster!" One of the soldiers kicked a nearby tree in anger, unable to contain his frustration at witnessing such cruelty.

"We need to fucking kill that evil bastard, no matter what!" he shouted, his voice filled with determination and anger.

All the soldiers nodded in agreement, they would not rest until the demon was dead.

Right now, Reign, who had saved the children out of pity, became the epitome of evil in the eyes of many.

Whirrrrrrr !Whirrrrrrr ! Whirrrrrrr !

The sound of another helicopter echoed, and when the soldier looked above, they saw a transport-type one with a long, slender body stretching across the sky.

Its form resembled a massive metal beast, its elongated shape cutting through the air as its rotors churned powerfully above.

It did not land but just passed through to another location after receiving the report that the demon was leaving a trail of death in a straight line towards the Industry Sector.

The Industry Sector stood as the lifeblood of Summit City, its importance unparalleled in sustaining the bustling metropolis.

Here, the majority of products essential for the city's operation were manufactured, ranging from cellphones and cars to canned goods and beyond.

Its ceaseless activity kept the city's economy thriving and its citizens supplied with necessities.

***

Industry Sector

The sound of alarm echoed not only in their base but across the entire military complex.

Multiple military bases sprang into action, their tanks rumbling to life and armed personnel mobilizing fast.

Reports had come in warning of an imminent threat: a demon could possibly attack this place.

With this threat, soldiers prepared for battle, their faces filled with resolve as they readied their weapons and fortified their positions.

The air crackled with tension as they awaited the arrival of the enemy, knowing that the fate of this place and all who resided within it hung on them.

Trucks, tanks, and various military vehicles lined up at the entrance of the Industry Sector.

To reach them, the demon would have to pass through the canyon that separated it from the rest of the Summit City.

The canyon acted like a natural fortress, shielding the Industry Sector from threats that could come from Summit City.

At the same time, the canyon also served as a barrier to protect Summit City from external threats, such as potential breaches by Corrupted.

"We'll bury that damn demon right here," the Commander declared while smoking on his cigar to steady his nerves.