The Scum Villain's Self Saving System Novel Novels & Stories

Victor’s hand shakes so violently that scotch sloshes over the rim of his glass, dripping onto his leather shoes. “I saved that girl from her own incompetence!” Victor shouts, his composure shattering completely as he screams into the storm. “She was going to drag the family firm into bankruptcy with her foolish ideas! I did what your father didn't have the stomach to do, Damien! I protected the empire!” “You didn't protect the empire,” Damien says, his voice quiet, steady, and filled with a profound, unshakeable disgust. “You stole from a sick girl, you locked her in the dark, and you used her pain to feed your own pathetic greed.”

They scatter and surround me, menacingly baring their teeth. There are too many for me to take. I start backing up, but they continue to close in and won’t let me leave. “HUA!” Suddenly, Victor jumps over some of the enemy and lands behind me. “I told you it was dangerous to go on your own!” he says. “Yeah, yeah!” Victor suddenly shifts, and most of the enemy surrounding us zone in on him. I turn to try to help, but I’m tackled. I fall on my back with a shifted enemy trying to take a bite out of my face.

"Any action that prevents the host from obtaining their reward after mission completion constitutes an S-class violation." "So, it was erased from existence… and I survived?" "You could put it that way," the voice continued. "Unit 734 was a low-tier system compromised by severe systemic flaws. Its original parameters were meant to guide you toward voluntarily choosing to remain in the novel world. Instead, it resorted to concealment, deception, and coercion in an attempt to trap you there. This was a direct violation of the Operative Protection Accord." "A protection accord?" I let out a bitter laugh. "I was tortured for three miserable years. You call that protection?"

The man tried to cough as metallic liquid filled his mouth but Scar clamped his hand over his lips and nose, cutting off his air supply. Benjamin shook and writhed as Scar continued to cut and demolish his mouth. Scar had always believed the worst way to die was drowning, and he was going to make the man drown in his own blood. Removing the blade, Scar stabbed the metal into his eye with a smirk. Jax felt sick to the stomach watching the Satan work but he'd never admit it, especially when Vice was there. As Benjamin's movements ceased, Scar removed his hand and sat on his knees. Blood covered his hands like gloves as he moved to wash the dark liquid off of his fingers at the small sink in th

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?"

"Amaranth, you must have been begging me to save you, too, didn’t you? You must have felt so hopeless because of my dismissal. I could have saved you…" Then, tears began to stream from his face. "And yet, I chose to save this murderer and abandoned you… You and our baby. You must hate me..." Soon, the flames spread throughout the room. Reya had curled up from the pain of being scorched alive. She ended up in a similar state I was in when I died. Despite witnessing the tragedy, there was nothing I could do to call for help. Luther looked on at the horrifying display before calmly stepping into the column of smoke.

Her voice cracked, but the contempt in her tone only deepened as the tears fell freely down her lips. Her eyes trailed down to her body's injuries-the bruises, the torn clothing, the blood that stained her skin. A wave of disgust rolled through her. "And this is what you became. A broken, lifeless thing, because you were too blind, too trusting to see what was right in front of you." Her spectral form trembled, anger and sorrow twisting inside her like a storm. The scene below taunted her, forcing her to confront every moment she had ignored her instincts, every choice that had led her here.

Shoved off balance, she tumbled back and humiliatedly landed flat on the floor. I towered over her and stared down at her as I said, "It's because you're insatiable. "You felt that everything my parents and I did for you was never enough, so you intentionally demanded that I make strawberry mousse glacee. You used my name to harass the seller until he snapped. "You knew that when he brought a knife to this door, you could just throw me out to him. And if I were dead or hurt, you could cry about how innocent you were and tell everyone I brought it on myself.

“Then we’ll see what happens.” “And if she tries to scam you at dinner?” I smiled — a cold thing, sharp as winter frost. “Then I’ll let her. One more time. I want to see how far she’ll go. How well she can lie to my face. I want to see her face.” “You’re enjoying this,” Dmitri observed. I considered the accusation. Actually, in my world, everything was predictable. My enemies moved in expected patterns. My allies played their parts. The business operated smoothly, with violence serving as just another instrument, while women were viewed as either assets or expendable.

I struggled desperately, but I was weak, and with each attempt to break free, the Renegade's nails stuck on my wrist deeper. The fourth Scamp couldn't wait any longer and quickly pulled off his pants, exposing his grotesque manhood in front of me. As my legs were held by two more Scamps, he approached me, moistening his disgusting erection with saliva before moving towards my lower body. I gave up my last fight with a bitter smile. Aura, you were dead and I became a killer… - I don't know how you died, but evidently, you were luckier than me. Your brother loved you, and Ainsley loved you too…