Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

'How many days have I be stuck here? Maybe a month already?' Reign asked himself, his sse of time was distorted in this place.

"FUCK THIS PLACE!" He tried talking and shouting, but the sound did not follow the usual rules.

Sometimes he was muted, sometimes it was loud, and sometimes his words were reversed.

This place was so chaotic and disoriting that doing nothing would be much better.

But the problem was that, up until now, he was still not sure how to pass this test.

'Would I be stuck in this place forever?' Reign mumbled to himself. Despite the scary thought, he didn't look worried at all.

This wasn't the first time he had expericed something like this, so he wasn't too bothered by it.

Compared to being stuck inside a dark coffin for a year, unable to move at all, this was manageable.

Not wanting to waste any more time, he decided to change his approach.

He began searching for the wrong answers, methodically eliminating them one by one until he was left with the most probable solution.

This systematic approach allowed him to narrow down his options and focus on finding the right path forward.

This elimination method was normally used in exams, a strategy Reign seldom relied on.

As a gius, he could usually deduce answers after seeing a question, provided he had ough knowledge. .

First, he ruled out attempting to impose order on the chaos, as it seemed to resist any form of regulation from him.

Fighting it would be akin to attempting to walk on a raging river—technically possible but ultimately foolish and futile.

Reign focused his mind, fully utilizing his high IQ for the first time in his life.

Ideas flashed through his mind at a fast pace, each one considered and discarded.

It was fortunate that his brain had be built by the system; had he still be in his human body, the toll of pushing his brain beyond its capacity would likely have be immse.

He would have ded up unconscious and possibly expericing a nosebleed from the strain.

'I think I'm onto something,' he murmured, touching his chin as he dig deeper into his thoughts.

He guessed that success was not in imposing his will on this lawless place, but in finding harmony within its chaotic nature, and creating his original law that would work on this place.

Armed with this insight, he prepared to confront the trial with a new perspective, one that embraced the unpredictable and found strgth in adaptability.

'I need a placeholder to do this,' he thought to himself.

He needed something that would allow him to create his own law while harnessing the chaos a him instead of fighting it.

Instead of focusing on the tirety of his law, he realized it was better to make it small first and not that complicated . After all, it was just a concept, so there was no need to make it hug.

But the question remained: what law did he need?

He pondered what law he needed to create, but he realized he first needed to understand the basic principles of the Universal law.

So, he organized his thoughts on what the law truly was—the law that governed everything in the universe.

He thought about the laws of nature, like gravity and electromagnetism, and how they affected everything a him.

But he also considered simpler concepts, like balance and cause and effect, which seemed to apply to everything, not just the physical world.

As he thought about it, he realized that what he needed was a law that reflect his self.

What was he?

A monster?

A demon?

No, he was more than that.

He was a being with the pottial for unlimited growth, thanks to the system that granted him boundless opportunities.

So, what law would be perfect for him?

Finally, like a Eureka momt, something clicked in his mind.

He was able to figure out his first law, and as if responding to his insight, he felt his mind downloading information after information about his law.

It was something that perfectly reflected himself.

Th, the tire space a him began to transform.

The horizon shrank and was replaced by darkness.

The g beath him turned into black sand, and above him, clouds started to form.

Blue arcs of lightning flashed, bringing light into this dark world.

Instinctively, he knew that the space was approximately 0 meters in radius, and by closing his eyes, he was able to sse everything a him.

Wh he raised his hands and conjured lightning, he felt that he could directly manipulate the clouds above to release his attacks, as if they were an extsion of his body.

'Is this the power of my domain?' Reign thought to himself.

Within this 0 meters, he felt like a god.

[System: Congratulations for completing the Trial of Laws.]

[Domain Completion: 0%]

Unexpectedly, the third trial turned out to be the last one.

His vision wt dark again, and he felt like he was being pulled down from a dream.

Wh he oped his eyes, he found himself back in his cocoon, but this time he was able to move freely.

'So that was my Domain,' he chuckled to himself.

Reign took a momt to process everything that had happed so far.

He now had a domain, and the law he had obtained perfectly reflected him.

Wh he was done calming his emotions , he decided to break the coon , and wh he did black substance burst out from it .

Seeing that he was underg, he climbed up from the g. He hoped that not many days had passed; otherwise, he would be in trouble if powerful hunters had already sured him.

Using his right hand, he broke through the surface and slowly emerged from the g like an undead rising from a grave.

However—

"What happed?" Reign asked in confusion.

The whole place was now sured by black miasma, completely differt from before.

It was so differt that he ev thought he had be teleported to another world.

However, the remnants of tanks and other vehicles served as proof that he was in the right place.

[System: Warning. The air is not safe for long durations. Please activate your negative ergy to form a barrier.]

Hearing his system's warning, he hurriedly formed a thin barrier a himself, suring not to expd too much ergy on it since he didn't know how long he would need to maintain it.

He already had some guesses about what this black miasma was.

It was likely the same substance isolating the cities and contaminating the air outside the barriers.

But the question remained: why was this same miasma here?

And what the hell had happed to Summit City?

"RAWR!" A bunch of growling sounds jolted Reign from his confusion.

Wh he turned a to face the direction of the Industry Sector, he found something that reminded him of those zombie movies from his old world.

Thousands of zombie-like creatures with black jelly substance and red glowing eyes were walking towards him—no, it was more accurate to say they were running, as they steadily increased their speed.

The g shook as they approached Reign, excited to devour him

"Dimwits, I'm the fucking monster here, not the other way a," Reign sneered in contempt.

He felt insulted by the way they looked at him, as if he was some kind of prey.