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Killing Mia would be a suicidal move, but befriending her was worth gold. “No,” I said, as calmly as I could. “Killing Mia would turn Viktor into a mad bull. The last time Vitello tried to kidnap her, Viktor obliterated his entire clan. He buried Samuel Vitello alive and imprisoned a woman in a mental asylum. Alessandro Romano might have been ruthless, but Viktor is a sadist.” Dante sighed exasperatedly, taking another long swig out of the bottle. “Fine, do what you need to. When would you be meeting her?”

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

” She laughed so much that tears gathered in her eyes. ''You should have killed me when you had the chance, Liam, too bad I'll be doing that first. Not only will I kill you, but I'm also going to take your company too, you see, the villain wins! Not every story has a good ending. I killed your parents and that beautiful little girl and I'm about to kill their little boy who had loved his whole life to avenge them.” she laughed wickedly.

Evelyn exclaimed while looking at him in disbelief but she didn't know that she subconsciously showed a worried expression in her eyes. Phoenix shrugged his shoulder and nonchalantly said. “It would be easier for me to kill them. How dare they scared you and even ruin our date! I won't forgive them. You have two choices, do you want me to kill them openly or secretly?” Damn, this villain is a psycho! He's sick in the head! Does he want to commit suicide?! He is facing the protagonists with golden fingers!

He motioned for the men in front of him to move to the side. Bending down, he sneered, "I really hate when I get blood on me. People already consider me a dastardly villain, I try not to look the part." He grabbed the sack of bones in front of him by the hair and bashed its face into the floor. Blood splattered over his suit. "Now look what you've done, you've ruined the suit too," Alexander pretended to pout. Johannes Chevalier looked up at him, tears, blood, and mucus covering his once pretty face.

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.

Hе twirls thе vаn keys on his indeх fingеr аs hе strоlls tоwаrd mе with а grin. I’ll kill him.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

The first kill has to come while the bond is still warm enough to prefer hunger over kindness. I do not have a weapon. I have a body that knows things my old body did not, and I have a voice that the Hollow taught me to use, and I have a token in my left hand that I refuse to drop because dropping it feels — now, somehow — like losing a hand. I sing.