Villain of my own novel



"I do!" Seo Hana abruptly spoke up.

"If that so?" Frostine asked in a mumble.

"Yes! Why-" Hana spoke up again with a frown marring her face, but

"It's alright, keep it to yourself, I don't really need to know, nor do I care." Frostine said, shutting Hana up.

Frostine could feel a glare burning through her back, but she ignored it as if the one glaring was someone insignificant and continued her stride out.

After coming out of the sophisticated, suffocating room, Frostine leapt into the sky, as her frozen, crystallized 6 meter wide flung open.

FLAP-!

WHOOOOMMM-!

With a single flap, the apocalyptic sceneries she saw changed, at least thrice.

But, she didn't stop.

She felt suffocated, as if somebody or something was choking her ever since she learnt of the fact that Eshwar had been manipulating things around them to kill them.

She wanted to know, why?

What did they do to receive his indifference?

What could possibly be the trigger?

Were they in the wrong?

Or, were they....

Had they just out lived their usefulness?

Is that why he wanted them dead?

And why was it that woman, who deserved an answer and not herself?

And that stupid bit*h, does she even know what she was taking about?

She wanted to kill him? HIM?

He was God for f**ks sake! Does, no, do the people of this world even realise what kind of existence a God is?

Can't they still understand, that the so-called demi-gods of this world, who had yet to show themselves, could have been killed cold blood? Of course, since they hadn't publically shown themselves it could have been understandable, but a lot of the survivors were those that had at least heard of their rumours at least once our twice in their insignificant lifetimes!

Ignoring them! Seo Hana knew of the existence of the demi-gods, but shouldn't she use at least a bit of her mind, to conclude that they could be dead, killed by a stronger being? Someone like Eshwar?

Frostine felt like these kinds of thoughts of hers, revolving around her mind for a week long were ravaging her consciousness, she felt so suffocated that she herself didn't mind killing those around her, just to get herself freed from all their bullsh*t!

If only everything was just razed to the ground, she could finally be free!

If nothing existed to bother him, he definitely won't kill her, no, she was sure that he wouldn't kill her even now, she wasn't all that stupid to be clouded by merely one-sided speculation or conclusion.

She also knew that he, Eshwar, wasn't someone who liked to destroy "his own world."

***

[Time limit: 00Y: 171D: 12H: 34M: 53S]

It seemed like there was a lot of time but there were also a lot of stronger beings they had to defeat.

[Time limit: 00Y: 158D: 01H: 09M: 48S]

[Hunters] gathered many survivors from around the domes, as they were asked to fight against the monsters to increase their levels, which seemed to increasing limitlessly.

[Time limit: 00Y: 141D: 11H: 18M: 23S]

Their motivation being the truth about the strength of the Fallen in the dome, that was recently raided, with their situation being this harsh, they had no choice but to face the reality, which seemed to be so bleak that it would shatter entirely within a matter of days.

[Time limit: 00Y: 136D: 23H: 33M: 48S]

After a while, their, the people's, natural instincts took over, under which they cared for nothing and began to do whatever they desired, such as stealing, rebelling, fulfilling their lusts, forcing their ways, hoarding, lazing, and many other hidden desires were brought out from within when they learned of their nearing doom.

[Time limit: 00Y: 100D: 00H: 01M: 00S]

The [Hunters], who were busy with hunting down the monster to grow stronger, were notified of these disgusting acts, which forced them to set up an Order, which protected the victims while executed those at fault, how did they find out who was who? By using, Seo Hana's, divine beast's, [Flames Of Judgement] which incinerated the guilty, while devoured and healed the unseen and seen wounds of the not guilty.

That's an absurdly broken skill, isn't that right?

[Time limit: 00Y: 81D: 05H: 30M: 12S]

These Order brought them back to control, not by much but enough to keep their hidden desires, hidden.

The [Hunters] commanded the people to grow stronger in their limited times, again, though a bit rebellious that was suppressed with force, the people finally began to regain their sanity and hope to live, as their mental strength grew stronger with their strength.

[Time limit: 00Y: 31D: 09H: 12M: 08S]

Finally, they felt like they were ready to hunt down the Fallen, of course, they hadn't become narrow-minded enough to completely believe that they could defeat a God, but with their strengths combined, they believed that to be a possibility, which was warm welcomed belief.

At night, which felt like just any other day, that was filled with a tense atmosphere.

A large, guarded, building surrounded by smaller ones, that could easily home a family of four, was seen by a man, who was running towards it, panting for air, with a slightly shocked look on his face.

Reaching the fences of the man-made safe zone, the huffing man gazed at the guards that saw him, and threw his ID card at one of them, who then scanned with a scanner which then required his retinal and biometric data to complete the process.

The guards faces became serious after they confirmed the identity of the man, and were more shocked to see his hurried state, from a guard post, a man with a moustache peeked out with a stern face,

"Level of urgency?" He asked.

"High!" The huffing man replied and soon a red alarm flashed twice near the large guarded building, as the gate opened, giving him access.

"Thank you!" He yelled as he rushed in, not taking back his ID card.

*

He, Dale, was a guard, posted near one of the domes, which was the first raided and failed dome that was opened months ago, and today he gazed at an unbelievable phenomenon, in which a pair of masked figures walked into the dome, with fearless expressions on their faces.

People going to the dome was rare, but not uncommon, so there shouldn't have been even a single weird thing about it today too, but the nearly forgotten identities of these pair was what alerted him, though he hadn't once seen them, he could almost immediately grasp who they were, hence his reason to rush all the way here to the safe zone, which was kilometres away.

Upon arriving at the large guarded door, he went through the similar but stricter security check again, and was soon let in.

Inside the building, there was a reception, a bulletin board, a few people adorned in armours and weapons, guards, staff, and a few shops in which potions, scrolls, weapon, armours, and food were being sold, it was an adventures guild from a fantasy novel.

But his destination wasn't this floor, nor were the lower floors, where guards' tests and trainings would take place, his destination was the top floor, which was the second floor.

The lower floors were for trainings and similar purposes, the ground floor was the main guild hall, first floor was for managements, and the last floor was the guild masters' hall, where all the leaders and the core members stayed.

"Dale! Here! Guild masters' are waiting for you!" A loud men's yell sounded near the spiral staircases that lead both ways, up and down.

"Coming!" Dale replied and rushed, though fatigued, it wasn't an appropriate time to stall.

*

Upon reaching the top most floor, he was lead to a meeting room, that was lit up in a set mood of the leaders, Seo Hana, Katline, Grace, Neal, Reynolds, Hannah, Louie, Core, Arngrim, Frostine, Amanda, Gerry, Greg, Simon, Ash, Clifford, Dominic, and Belinda, were seen, riddled in scars that had already healed, but still made Dale stiffen.

Seo Hana and Frostine were the main leaders, so first, Dale gazed at them, and bowed politely at them, and gave the others a similar bow soon after.

"Dale, thank you for your hard work, as always. Thanks to you, we don't really have to worry about something going wrong with the remaining survivors." Seo Hana said, formally praising him for his daily hard work.

'Something going wrong' was nothing too concerning, as it was just about the survivors, who were weak willed, trying to commit suicide that was masked in honour. His job was to identify the [Notice] given to the survivors by the guild, which affirms of them being a legitimate hunter and not just some suicidal maniac, who instead would be stopped no matter what they do or what reasons they give, most common if them blaming the guild and talking sh*t about them being free to do whatever they want and avenging their family or friends, well, there are many more, and would literally take a page to be listed, so we'll ignore that for now.

Now, back to Dale bring praised.

Of course, he knew that it was only a formality, but he still couldn't help but feel happy when thinking that the one praising him was none other than the Malevolent Saintess, that was said to have never lied, and thinking about his work being recognised.

"Let's her straight to point, ignoring the pleasantries, what was the high leveled emergency?" Asked Frostine, in response to which Dale tensed up. If Hana was named Malevolent Saintess, then this woman was literally called Lady Violence among the survivors.

"Y-yes!" Dale muttered, thinking he should just get straight to the point, and

"I, I saw White Swan and Black Raven enter the Oceans!"