In a dark cell, an extremely young boy is chained to the wall. <...Here we go again,> the young boy thought, <this is my third reincarnation.> He flutter his eyes open. He was greeted by a sight of a dark room with prison bars in front, blood stains- dry and new, splattered on the dirty floor and bloody torture tools hanging on the walls.
<It's dark...> Clink... Clink... <Huh?> Clink... <What's this? Chains? Someone has weird hobbies.> He eerily giggled. <Let's do a small recall, in my first life, I lived a normal life as a researcher scientist, I was also curious about other working fields- so I tried at those too, I almost knew everything due to my curiosity. My first life's world had mana, so it means there was magic and such, I unexpectedly died of old age.> He let out a bored- somewhat unimpressed sigh, as he continually recall <In my second life, I was merely a baby when I received my memories of my first life- or what I perceived it to be, I decided on that life that I would be myself completely. There was no mana in that life, but there was abilities- from being able to fly to being through someone's lie, I received the ability to see someone's imperfections, their vulnerable points, and their deepest secrets, and thought it was the perfect ability for someone committing crimes as well as catching them. I preferred the thought of committing murder crimes since I've not once really cared about justice, after all, it's not like it's always granted even if you know the truth. What I wanted was a perfect murder, I learned many ways to cover any clue that might lead to me, I became an inspiring teacher (-in their perspective), while killing people as a hobby. And once again I died of old age. So that would make me 150? years old.>
He tried shifting in his seat, but due to the wounds littered on his body, it made him hiss in pain. <Now back to my current situation, I'm in a extremely wounded child's body, chained to the wall inside of what seems to be a prison cell, and currently in extreme pain in my left hypochondriac region... I really don't get my situation.> Couple minutes of boredom, he slowly drifts to sleep, as more minutes pass by he completely falls asleep. Hours later, foot steps could be heard outside the cell. The young boy was splashed with cold water .
"Awake now Aroeris." A man in his mid 40s holding a wooden bucket in front of the ragged boy, with a sneer on his face and eyes filled with disgust.
"Today we will be starting your torture, filthy illegitimate child, because of you! Our Amba- Sam's dress got filthy!" The man says with extreme anger as if he killed his entire family.
"What are you going to do?" He asks with interest.
The man's face twisted in an ugly grin, "Take your nails off."
<So it is someone with weird hobbies.>
The man started taking his first nail off, and he tries to suppress a grunt due to the pain.
<Okay, let's try not to focus on the pain, but rather on the information I was given. He called me Aroeris and mentioned someone named Amba, the names sound familiar... Aroeris, Amba?!> He widen his eyes at the same time his second nail was ripped off, making the man misunderstand that he is scared shook. <I'm not sure... But I think those names were in a book I picked up while killing a woman, I believe it was hers. I found it interesting after reading it for a while, that I almost got caught because I was too immersed in it. Amba is the heroine and Aroeris is her half-brother and the villain.> The man is almost finished ripping his nails off as he is still immersed in his thoughts. < So am I the villain?>
The man stands up and headed towards the cell gate, <Hm? Is he done?> He looks at the departing man, and his ugly fingers, <Even I wouldn't do this to someone so young, ah! This is one of the main events that said what made this kid the villain. It was written that he tripped Amba because of his jealousy regarding Amba having all their father's attention and love.>
"I'm surprised you didn't even scream, it doesn't matter since today was not even a warm-up!" The man locked the cell, and disappeared into the dark hallway.
<If I'm in the novel, it means there's mana in this world like my first life and making me able to use magic, it would also mean having 'status'> Aroeris thought as he keeps looking at his nailless fingers.
[Status open]
Status
NAME: Kumi Aroeris Larmatillon Age:
RACE: Human
LEVEL: 1
ATTRIBUTES: Water(common), Wind(common), Ice(rare), Dark lightning(legendary)
HP: 491/700
STAMINA: 80
STRENGTH: 417
AGILITY: 100
MANA: 200
MORE INFO: Locked
<...! Normal people only have 1-3 mana and this kid has 200!?> He immediately calms down from the initial surprise, <I guess I should say 'I have 200 mana' since it's me now, I should train. I have lots of strength that should be able to break this chains and head outside, but... my fingers are really unsightly> He complained.
Breaking the chains on his wrist and ankles, he went out of his cell after unlocking the lock. Taking a deep breath, and subsequently satisfied by the light of the moon. After he hiked around the area and memorized it, his stamina was now waning. The chains that he broke need to be repaired, <Or I can just replace it with some other chains that are in the other cells.>
Laughing languidly, "This concludes my first day... What a shitty day!" With that, he falls asleep back in cell where he chained his own self to the wall.
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Edited by: Reader_nim1864
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RandomTakashi is someone who has already reincarnated but this time it was different since he was in a book he had read, and in the body of the villain. He plays his role as the villain but with a different ending.
