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I checked the system to see the list of my skills Main skills: [Mana Mastery] [Magic Mastery] [Dark Magic] [Space Magic] [Enchant Magic] [Psychic Magic] [Evil Eyes] [Abyss Magic] [Martial Art] [Magic Craft] Sub skills: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance] [Evil Eye of Distortion] [Evil Eye of Illusion] [Evil Eye Grudge] [Mana Records] [Take Over] [Telekinesis] [Space Maneuver] [Force Field] [Pain infliction] [Provocation][Dark Manipulation] [Curse Magic] [Puppet Mastery] [Totem Magic] [Witchcraft] [Necromancy] [Time Arc] [Archive]

After that, there was chaos. There were some driven crazy by the constant torture and they started a killing spree, killing anything that looked remotely human, but there was one unlike the rest of them. He didn't have a single scar; he was completely fine, even handsome. You would think he was a normal person if not for his eyes. They looked lifeless and at the same time murderous. He moved quickly through the mess of horrifying screams and blood. He was like a ghost that was floating.

At least my— No way. The hydrangea sugar painting is gone. "Hey, you! How dare you steal my stuff!" I begin chasing after the man wearing a bamboo hat; he quickly speeds through the crowd of people. For the past ten minutes, I am racing to reach a closer distance to him but to no avail. Past corners and more corners, I huff and puff my way through. And then I stop— I experience an epiphany that this might be a setup. I've seen this in movies before. The villains use this tactic all the time.

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.

He was the Wolf of the Waste. "Let's see how your chrome holds up against iron," he whispered. He found the service ladder and began to climb. THE PENTHOUSE MAINFRAME The battle in my mind was tearing reality apart. The Red-Queen had recovered from the initial shock. Now, she was fighting back with the cold precision of a supercomputer. She visualized walls of firewalls, trying to quarantine my consciousness. < YOU ARE A GLITCH, MIA CHEN. GLITCHES ARE PATCHED. >

The door opened as the team entered. Violet (known as the sharpest shooter/sniper), Viper (the hacker with baby face), Bull (admires flowers and nature, a combat killer), Chameleon (good at disguising and camouflaging like a ghost, also he uses Chinese technique to kill known as pressure-point or death touch). The team frowned at the couple who were busy ignoring the world. They started taking their boxes of pizza, chicken, and fries while glaring at the couple. "Here," Harvey pointed the fries to her mouth. MJ noticed how the crew acted and she didn't want to ruin their little birthday party for him. So, she took the fries with her hand.

The absolute thrill of the violent corporate hunt completely intoxicated her flawless predator instincts. "You possess an incredibly pathetic, entirely misplaced sense of loyalty to a dying, worthless woman," Kiara stated coldly, gently wiping a microscopic speck of his blood off her expensive crimson power suit. "Rohan. Grab his heavily bruised middle finger. This time, do not simply crush the bone. Violently bend it entirely backward until the entire knuckle aggressively snaps straight through the raw, actively bleeding skin."

“A day later, just as I was about to leave their territory for the next, I stumbled upon her by accident. Some poor maid was crying on her knees as Scarlett threatened to have her killed. It was over something trivial, like accidentally tearing one of her dresses, but she laughed like it was hilarious. The cries of the woman meant nothing to her. She just relished in having someone else’s life be at her mercy, bragging that Liam would do anything for her.” I felt my cheeks burn and my eyes sting with tears as I helplessly listened, the aching in my heart worsening as the hate-filled words came directly from my so-called mate. I had no choice but to stand there and be accused of things I’d ne