Scum Villain's Self-saving System Novel Novels & Stories

He returns the first aid kit. I went into the room to take a rest away from him, his character is so undesirable. I feel goosebumps at the thought of fluttering for someone like that. Never again, not in this lifetime or another.

She hated the way everyone here was staring at her, it made her feel very naked and vulnerable, and then his own stares made her feel completely stupid and she felt her self worth dropping; guess she had to endure this for her mom’s sake as well. Suddenly she felt someone coming towards her, and suddenly hoping that it was Vincent, she turned only to meet the horrifying looking old man who stood there with a smirk on his face. Hello beautiful, I want to fuck you. He said simply and her eyes widened, and slowly her eyes moved to his pants only to see how hard he already was. She froze from what she had heard and saw, and then she took a seductive step closer to him, and whispered right to his

RESOURCE DISTRIBUTION EFFICIENCY: 72% Evelyn kept counting bandages, forcing her face to remain neutral until the notification faded. The wording stayed with her. Settlement preservation. Not personal survival. Not combat efficiency. Not inventory expansion. LUS was changing focus again, or maybe she was only now beginning to understand what it had been preparing her for. In the beginning, the System had rewarded staying alive. Food. Supplies. Space. Points. Simple things. Now it was measuring how well she preserved other people. That realization unsettled her more than she wanted to admit.

He assured again. Right, Alex is the villain of the book. She must have forgotten cause he is locked up as Elijah said. All these made sense but deep down, her heart was still disagreeing with what he said. What is happening to her? Why did she suddenly feel bad when he said the villain have being locked away? She had many unending questions that would never be answered cause she was the only one who has the answer. "Very well then. I apologize for distracting your meeting. You can go on." She said warmly and left the room.

We were no longer just trying to survive—we were being asked to consider whether survival was even the goal anymore. "Vex has offered to stay for the winter," Corvin told us. "To help train anyone who's willing to learn to fight. She's also brought information about what's happening in the larger world. Some of it is good—there are other settlements that survived. Some of it is bad—the Scourge is moving in an organized pattern, suggesting intelligence and purpose. And some of it is... well, it's unclear what it means."

Every time I tried to hug him, he would push me away and say with disgust, "If it weren't for you, Zara would have accepted me!" I was the one in the way of Dad's happiness. The system explained to me that Dad had been blinded by darkness. "Your dad was forced into doing the most humiliating thing in his life, and he was almost beaten to death. Zara Stone, the heroine, saved him. That was his chance to start over. He wanted to be with the heroine, but she said it wasn't possible because of you. "Listen, kiddo. It's not your fault. The grown-ups are just too scared. They won't confront their true feelings... However, you've got to believe that your dad loves you for sure.]

Any more after that did nothing. Dakota was starving—he didn't want to die of hunger. So when the hail stopped, he grabbed a fruit and ate it. And just like that… he became unstoppable. Think about it—getting 100 units of ability right at the start of the apocalypse? That was insane. So it was no surprise that Dakota quickly became the number one fighter in Valenam. And once he learned that killing ability users let you steal their powers, he went on a killing spree, his strength climbing higher and higher.

The screen flashed with mocking symbols and a progress bar showing the data extraction in real time, accompanied by taunting messages from foreign hackers. "What—what do I do?! I don't know how to handle this!" Her voice cracked as she stared helplessly at the screen. "It's over," Julian muttered, his voice hollow. "It's all over." Watching the data drain away, he swayed unsteadily, realizing just how doomed he was. In desperation, his gaze fell on me, standing calm and composed to the side. A spark of hope flickered in his eyes as he yanked me toward the computer. "Skye! You know this stuff—you can fix it, right?"

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

"So weak. So powerless. You couldn't even fight back. You let them fucking break you. You let them kill you, Carmen." The weight of all the scorn she had felt ever since waking up pressed down on her, but she couldn't stop. The more she tried to get herself in check to pity the lifeless body she was seeing now, the more the thoughts surged toward her. Hadn't the signs been there all along? The whispers of doubt, the moments that didn't add up? Of course, they had. They fucking had. But she ignored it. Saw it as nothing.