Life Of A Nobody - as a Villain

"Say hi to the king for me." Shiva said to Alfred as he turned back and left, ignoring the parameter of guards Alfred's minions made all around him.

Though their ranks surpassed his, their methods and strength were nothing but a joke in his eyes, compared to all that he could do with his knowledge and system's help.

"Who was he?" Alfred asked his bodyguard who was standing in front of him, but the man only shook his head in return. He was also surprised by his mysterious methods from which he arrived and disappeared to.

'Do you know which group he belongs to?' Alfred asked his God curiously.

[He's called Shiva, the leader of Eclipse. A new gang of thugs roaming the islands.] Anemoi sent a message despite the price of faith they had to pay for crossing their boundaries.

<Gods are forbidden to speak any secrets and interfere in any mortal realm affairs that doesn't involve their godhood. Obviously they can still do it, but the price for it has to be paid to the world system as a penalty.>

As for why Anemoi were willing to pay this price for revealing Shiva's identity, well who knows. Maybe they lacked entertainment or maybe they were ordered by a certain harem loving God of thunder.

Alfred, though surprised by their willingness to help, didn't have much time to think about it, as the shield covering Edward finally broke down.

"Feed him some potions and take him away." Alfred said to his guard and planned to go back to his sister. If anything happened to her, his mother would kill him.

Shiva on the other hand noticed Leon jumping in to save Rebecca and Vanessa from the hooded man, and shook his head.

'Fate, she really does want him to be paired with those girls, doesn't it?' Shiva thought in his heart and wanted to jump forward and interrupt Leon's heroic stage entrance.

It would be so much fun to maybe knock him out with a slap before he does anything or maybe hit him so hard he shits his pants in front of his heroines. Just the possibilities were endless.

But sadly before he could fix his mind on one thing, his system interrupted him with an emergency message.

[There's a non-contracted vessel nearby on his way to the rooftop, if you don't rush there fast, he will die.]

[I don't need to tell you about the consequences of that, right?] System said, reminding him of the dire altercations connected to the lives of several vessels scattered around the whole Arcadia.

Those people play a very important role in a very large plotline, so their lives were very important to shiva's plans and overall survival.

"Which one is it?" Shiva asked, trying to remember anyone important from the novel, who was here on the floating islands at this point of time.

[Number nine. Nishkal family's shadow guard, Aisha Rahman.]

"Wife of the prophet?" He replied in realization.

[Yes.]

'Fuck.' Shiva cursed and changed his direction, before giving a final look at Leon standing beside Vanessa and Rebecca.

'You'll regret this fate. I'll make you regret it.' He said already thinking up a punishment much worse than what he was gonna do now for Leon in future.

[It's an emergency message host. Means you gotta run like hell.] System said, stopping his psychopathic punishments planning.

Shiva turned around and ran towards the stairs leading to the rooftop, where a fight had just broken out between the members of Evil's Scion and the Nishkal family's guards.

Few minutes ago, after the Nishkal family's head of security for this auction event, Darius took charge and sent everyone on different missions and locations to control this situation, one team of theirs went to the rooftop. But soon enough everyone else lost contact with that team and Darius realized the seriousness of this attack.

After getting the reports that mainly all the public teleportation circles were either destroyed or blocked, Darius had no option but to clear the rooftop first.

As there was one secret teleportation circle made just for the uses of their staff and family members. Meeting up with all of his teams and the priest of Dike's church, they moved together towards the rooftop.

But only midway what greeted them weren't any traps or tricks, but the bodies of their friends and subordinates begging for the sweet release of death.

Their whole bodies were suspended in air covered in a transparent cocoon made out of Nether.

Each second inside was corroding their insides, the higher the rank of the awakener, the more damage and pain they felt within.

Imagine someone turned your blood into lava and bones into spears, where every breath of air is a deadly poison, and every sense only enhanced your misery by many folds - that's probably what those awakeners felt inside that cocoon.

Watching their bodies changing shapes, mutating and eroding with cursed mana, Darius wanted to kill them to show mercy, but the priest Melanthe stopped him.

"If you try to help them or kill them, you'll only end up joining them." The blind priest said as he pulled a wooden scale from his storage ring and waved it in the air. The two sides of scales tipped over the edges and the needle at the top pointed in the direction of North, where inside a glass window they could see threads of nether spreads around like spider web, and anytime a cocoon was touched they'd constrict and trap anyone within reach instantly.

"This is how they got trapped here in the first place too. One by one." The priest said as he threw a stone at the nearby cocoon and watched as those threads covered that stone instantly and turned it to dust almost instantly.

"Is there any way to help them?" Darius asked, hearing the pleading voices and painful screams of his partners.

"If we can kill the one who set this trap, his magic should disappear too." The priest said and walked forward a little. "And then maybe, if they're lucky I can try to heal them."

Folding his hands in a praying formation, he just wished the goddess Dike to show them mercy and let their spirits be accepted into her adobe in case they fail.

Once he was done, he ignored their pleading gazes and continued walking on the stairs as if he didn't hear a thing.

"Just hold on for a few moments, I will soon set you free." Darius said to his trapped partners and walked ahead, signaling his other men to follow his command too.

Before he reached the top, he looked back and his eyes stopped at one of the cocoons, looking at the familiar style of clothing getting ripped by the unfamiliar mutated body of someone inside, his eyes softened a little, but then turned to anger and determination again.

'I love you.' He mouthed the words to his past lover and partner Cory, who was the one leading the first team.

"I'm sorry" He said while turning around and walking away.

As the Nishkal family guards reached the rooftop, what came into their view was just a group of seven hooded figures standing still, as if waiting for their arrival.

"Your deaths shall serve the purpose for the blood training for Lord Ditail's new followers."

A voice sounded on the rooftop as Darius followed the sound and noticed two people standing near a newly made red teleportation circle.

"Nine people." Darius said, but the priest shook his head and replied, "No, ten."

"There's one up above." Priest Melanthe said pointing upwards at the clear looking sky, where one dot of shadow could be seen beneath the clouds if anyone focused hard on searching.

"That's their leader then, I guess." Darius said and flared his mana. As wings made of flame appeared behind his back.

"I will deal with him, take care of the circle. And everyone else. Kill all these villains." Darius said to the priest and his other 20 something guards and waved his wings, creating a hot burst of air pressure that sent him flying through the air.

His figure soon disappeared from their gazes with nothing but a blue streak of light left behind, slowly disappearing into air.