My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains [part 2 ]

Chapter 124: Promises Should Be Kept (1)

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[ '·̶̛͈̪͚̹̺͖͉̪̇̎̃̏̃̎̚͡ͅ ̷̥͉̞͎̯̥̫̳̻͆͊̉̀̾͘͞·̴̵̢̢̥̱̝̘̟͎̯̥̟͖̞͊͐͌̿̎̋̔̈́̃̕̚͘͜͟͝͞͞·̶̛͈̪͚̹̺͖͉̪̇̎̃̏̃̎̚͡ͅ ̷̥͉̞͎̯̥̫̳̻͆͊̉̀̾͘͞·̴̵̢̢̥̱̝̘̟͎̯̥̟͖̞͊͐͌̿̎̋̔̈́̃̕̚͘͜͟͝͞͞' status deactivated! ]

The black aura dissipated from my body. Gasping for breath, I collapsed on the spot.

In that state, I patted myself, feeling for the body that Yuria had broken.

Every part of it was still attached. Nothing was loss.

As expected, after undoing the 'mutation' once, it seemed like my body returned to a state where, using the System's terms, it was restored to full HP.

'...Almost no sensation of it remains, though.'

I flexed my fingers, barely recalling the recent memories.

Only a vague outline of them remained, blurry like an afterimage.

It felt like I was acting according to some sort of a plan, but...

At that moment, even as I moved my body, everything felt... 'Numb'.

I instantly understood why Eleanor, when she was influenced by the Devil's Fragments in the game and her personality was completely altered, committed such dreadful acts without blinking an eye.

How should I put it? It was like watching myself from a third person's perspective.

A chilling sensation, as if I was controlling a game character.

If possible, I didn't want to experience it again.

"..."

I let out a bitter smile.

Well, that wouldn't happen. I'd definitely end up using it often in the future.

Considering what I had been through so far, I couldn't even keep track of the near-death experiences I had gone through. And those numbers would only going to increase from now on.

As I stood up, sighing, with that thought...

Tatiana's corpse caught on my foot.

The corpse created by my very hands.

"..."

Though I wasn't fully conscious due to the mutation while committing the act, I could still feel the sensation clearly in my hands.

I held my trembling left hand and took deep breaths.

A natural reaction to extreme stress.

In the case of Marquis Riverback, it didn't feel like killing a person. I just detonated a divine power bomb and watched him turn to ash.

This was the first time I had killed someone in such a way that made me truly feel like a 'murderer'.

At least that was the case...

As 'Dowd Campbell'.

'How fucking ridiculous of me.'

I sighed and calmed my hands.

It was laughable to be mentally shaken by something like this now.

In the first place, this person deserved death anyway.

As I was thinking about this...

[ Due to the acquistiion of '·̶̛͈̪͚̹̺͖͉̪̇̎̃̏̃̎̚͡ͅ ̷̥͉̞͎̯̥̫̳̻͆͊̉̀̾͘͞·̴̵̢̢̥̱̝̘̟͎̯̥̟͖̞͊͐͌̿̎̋̔̈́̃̕̚͘͜͟͝͞͞·̶̛͈̪͚̹̺͖͉̪̇̎̃̏̃̎̚͡ͅ ̷̥͉̞͎̯̥̫̳̻͆͊̉̀̾͘͞·̴̵̢̢̥̱̝̘̟͎̯̥̟͖̞͊͐͌̿̎̋̔̈́̃̕̚͘͜͟͝͞͞' status, 'Skill: Soul Devouring' is acquired! ]