Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

The next day.

Reign woke up in a shabby INN located in the slump area.

The room was dimly lit, with an old bulb hanging from the ceiling.

The wallpaper was peeling, revealing the faded paint underneath. Despite its age, the room was okay enough for him not to mind.

When he glanced at the other bed, he noticed Melissa sleeping vulnerably.

She lay in a position that exposed her underwear and bra.

She shifted and scratched her thighs gently, and it was a sight that could seduce any normal male. Just barely seeing the lines of her private parts was enough to teased anyone.

'What an idiot,' Reign commented, finding her current condition rather unsightly.

He then glanced at the floor and spotted George sprawled out like a starfish, snoring so loudly it could wake the dead.

'I'm surrounded by idiots,' Reign muttered, puzzled by their tendency to drink beyond their limits .

Last night turned into a total hassle.

Luckily, Kelly was sober enough to drive them to the nearest INN..

Then came the task of carrying both of them on his shoulders.

George was relatively easy to manage, but Melissa kept planting kisses on his cheek, forcing him to throw her unceremoniously onto the bed.

As for George, faced with only two beds, Reign put him to the floor for the night.

Meanwhile, Wick ended up sharing the bed with Reign.

"WOOOOF," Wick began licking Reign's face enthusiastically.

"Good boy," he praised, patting Wick's head and engaging in playful interaction with his trusted dog.

"WOOOF"

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

"WOOOF," Wick nodded eagerly.

"Alright, I'll get you some food," Reign stood up from the bed and then..

BAM!

"Ouch!" George jolted awake after receiving a kick to his stomach.

"Get us some meat," Reign ordered.

"You could have asked nicely, and I still have a hangover," George protested, still feeling dizzy from drinking too much alcohol.

"It's not my fault that you're a drunkard idiot. Now, get me some meat," Reign replied, paying little heed to his complaint.

George, realizing that arguing with Reign would be futile, forced himself to stand up and head outside to get some food.

After 30 minutes, he returned with meat and quickly went back to sleep.

Reign felt the urge to beat the daylights out of George , but then he remembered he needed a driver for the mission. So, begrudgingly, he decided to let him off the hook for now.

Instead, he decided to go outside and take a stroll, hoping to familiarized himself with the surroundings.

The street had come alive with the arrival of morning, bustling with activity despite its rundown appearance.

It resembled a marketplace straight out of those slump places in movies, with makeshift stalls lining the sidewalks and vendors hawking their wares amidst the chaos.

The air was filled with the savory scent of street food being cooked over open flames, mingling with the pungent aroma of trash strewn about.

People from all walks of life hurried about, their voices blending into the noisy atmosphere .

While Reign was walking down the street, he heard a girl's cry from a corner.

"Please don't hurt me."

Turning toward the sound, he saw four grown men harassing her in the alley.

Although there was someone asking for help, bystanders was averting their gaze, ignoring the scene unfolding before them.

Such incidents were probably so common in this area, which made the bystanders indifferent to the girl's distress.

Upon closer inspection, Reign noticed that the girl appeared young and out of place.

She wore a clean school uniform and expensive-looking shoes. Her ash-colored also gave her a unique, doll-like appearance.

"Miss, don't you know that this place is dangerous for outsiders like you?" One of the men pinned both of her hands against the wall above her head.

"Don't hurt me, I can pay you!" She pleaded, her gray eyes starting to tear up.

"I know it, this girl is rich!" One of the men commented with a chuckle.

"That's right, I have money, so please just let me go!" she replied, her voice tinged with desperation.

"Money is good, but if I get you pregnant, then your family has to accept me as your husband, right?" The man pinning her against the wall leered creepily as he began to touch her uniform.

"Hey, give us a chance too," The other men also joined the fray.

At this point, the girl's face turned ashen.

"PLEASE HELP ME ! PLEASE HELP ME" she started shouting, but everyone turned a deaf ear.

She noticed Reign looking at her and began to beg, but he just watched without making any move as they grabbed her and carried her deeper into the alley.

"Unlucky," Reign thought to himself as he turned away and continued to enjoy his walk

***

In the Back Alley

The girl, who had been crying for help just moments ago, was now trembling as she desperately tried to fight off the criminals attempting to take advantage of her.

She had come here hoping to find someone.

However, before she could even reach the infamous Midnight Bar, she was ambushed by these bad men.

"Please stop this. I promise I won't tell anyone if you let me go. I'll give you more money, name your price," she began negotiating again, desperation evident in her voice.

At this point, it was the only thing she could think of to save herself.

"Miss, our price will be you. You just need to make all happy and you're free to go.," the men said, laughing sadistically as they threw her onto a mattress sitting on the ground. It was dirty and emitted a foul odor.

"Please don't do this," the girl pleaded, tears streaming down her face as she realized she was now in grave danger.

She desperately wanted to call for help, but her phone had been taken away too.

Regret consumed her as she wished she had never come to this dangerous place.

"Take off your clothes," one of the men ordered, brandishing a knife.

"N-- No," the girl stammered, her face pale and trembling with fear.

"I said take off your clothes you bitch !" One of the men coming running at her and raise his hand to slap her in the face.

BAM!

The sound of flesh being struck echoed, but it didn't come from the girl's face. Instead, it was the person attempting to slap her who was sent flying to the ground.

"Hey, you guys are so unlucky. I have a problem with people who kidnap others," Reign's cold voice echoed.

He tried to ignore the girl, but memories of his past life flooded back, making it impossible for him to turn a blind eye to the situation.

"Who the hell are you? Mind your..." The leader of the group attempted to speak, but his sentence was cut short as Reign's fist connected with full force, causing his head to explode like a watermelon, blood and brain matters scattered everywhere.

The remaining two, witnessing the sudden turn of events, instinctively moved to run away, but before they could make their escape, Reign's iron grip seized them.

With a swift and decisive motion, he hurled them to the ground, the force of impact shattering their skulls on contact.

BAM!

"T-- Thank you," the girl stuttered, her voice trembling with relief as she saw someone come to her rescue.

"Get the fuck out of here," Reign's cold and brutal words jolted the girl from her fantasy.

"I-- I..." Her voice trailed off, her body trembling uncontrollably as she felt a warm sensation spreading beneath her. She just peed herself.