Scums Villain Self Saving System Novels & Stories

“I don’t mind staying—as long as there’s food. But I’ll get hungry for souls soon enough.” “I’ll stay,” Envy said, smirking. “As long as there’s something worth stealing.” Valekar chuckled darkly. “You haven’t changed. Very well. Meet Damien… and be good to him.” With that, he let me take control again. The moment I surfaced, I coughed violently, blood spilling from my mouth. Cris and Ashiel rushed to my side. “He’s getting weaker,” Pride sneered, looking me over with disgust. “This is who we serve?”

For the first time since waking inside this novel, she had successfully changed the story. DING. A familiar blue screen materialized before her eyes. SYSTEM NOTIFICATION Major Story Event Cleared. Shareholder Evaluation: Completed Public Humiliation Route: Destroyed Victor Hale Exposure Route: Initiated Survival Probability Updated: Previous Survival Rate: 9% Current Survival Rate: 18% Bonus Rewards: Reputation Recovery Board Influence Increased Hidden Route Unlocked

I insisted, and I rubbed my temples because a dull headache was starting to form behind my eyes. "Well, the Archon definitely thinks you are hiding something, because he marked you as an Unknown on the official roster," Saskia murmured, and her friendly expression slowly faded into a grim frown. "Is being an Unknown worse than being a regular human servant?" I asked, and the heavy knot of dread in my stomach twisted tighter at her serious tone. "It is a death sentence, Liora," Saskia said flatly, and the bubbly hedge-witch suddenly looked much older than her actual age.

'Apologies,' came the woman again, 'my data shows that you have no idea who I am. "Your data ?" quizzed Lucas. "Who are you?" Natasha turned back to the woman. 'I'm identified as Sally—an interactive consciousness created by Dr. Katherine Patterson,' replied the woman, 'I am a first class artificial intelligence designed to solve problems, analyze and configure data as well as manipulating data to predict future outcomes and possibilities.' "What?" came both Lucas and Natasha. 'Think of me as a network but in the form of a human being.' "So, you're a robot?" asked Lucas.

I fell to the pavement, my skin flickering wildly. **[HEALTH: 85%]** **[STAMINA: 70%]** A red health bar appeared in my peripheral vision. I wasn't a person anymore. I was a **Unit**. "Kaima, get up!" Rowan swung his hand, and for the first time, his "Violet Corruption" didn't manifest as a blade. It manifested as a **System Virus**. He touched the man's phone, and the screen shattered into a spray of purple static. The man yelped, dropping the device as it began to melt into a puddle of "Illegal Data."

Thick fluid sprayed across the floor. "Get back!" I screamed. I scrambled backward as an arm reached through the bars scratching wildly at the empty air. The nails were bloody. The monster was trying to force its shoulders through the narrow iron bars. "LUS can I buy a weapon yet? Anything?" I yelled inside my mind. [Current balance: 0 System Points. Host Eva, the system shop requires points earned from terminating targets. Pity or survival actions do not grant points. You must strike.] "Fine! I'll do it myself!"

“The bills are on us. Every penny and for as long as you need. Money is the last thing that you should be thinking about. Not after what you did.” Vixen couldn’t turn her neck at all, but of course she recognized Scars’ voice. He walked over to the bed, and stood there gazing down at her, a look of disbelief and relief all across his face. “You amazing woman,” Scars said with a tone of awe and respect that Vixen had never heard in a man’s voice when addressing her. “You fucking brave, kick-ass, life-saving, gun-toting, amazing woman.” She felt a blush spread across her face. “Scars.”

"Bring that girl to me right now!" Mariam let Parvina's still warm body rest on the floor and picked up Parvina's sword so that she now held two swords, ready to swing at and cut off body parts of anyone who would dare come close enough to her on Aazim's orders. Saadiya, empowered by the rage over the death of her best friend, stood beside Mariam ready to attack, she had just lost one and wasn't about to lose another, she would kill to protect Mariam. Their eyes were bloodshot, both from crying and from anger, they were ready to fight any one who supported the so called Prince Aazim on his bloody quest to the throne. Omar, using the distraction as a window of opportunity, rolled closer to th

Rather than wait for him, I pull my shirt over my head as I race out of the packhouse and shove it in my mouth as I leap off the back patio and shift into Alayla, racing to where I heard the patrols sound the alarm. I smell him before I arrive. Vampire. Alayla lifts her nose in the air. Three of them. Not a hunting party. I run to the border and shift mid-stride, pulling my shirt over my head as I come to stand in front of the lead vampire. He’s very much like every other vampires I’ve met – old, arrogant, unimpressed with wolves, and with a scent that burns my nose. As soon as I shift, his gaze focuses on me. “Custos Regni,” he purrs.

Without thinking I rushed forward, surprising him as I lowered my shoulder into his stomach and drove him off his feet, sending us both crashing into the next row of graves. I may have been older in vampire years than this underling but I was a bit weaker. We wrestled on the ground with each other, claws scraping and teeth biting. The vicious underling came close to killing me when he pulled back and rammed his fist toward my chest, aiming for my heart. But I was to fast for him and capitalized on his mistake by rolling away from him and coming to my feet, back handing him across the face and hitting him so hard that he flipped over backwards onto his stomach. Only thinking of my survival I