Villain of my own novel

"Urgh...." Vinny groaned in agony, because except for that, he couldn't really do anything.

He felt as if somebody was forcing him to stay still, and he had no way to resist the power used to force him to stay still. He was completely at Eshwar's mercy; thinking back, Vinny had imagined an exact situation, except the roles of his and Eshwar's were switched in Vinny's imagination.

The sword placed on his chest was yet to be completely pulled downward by Eshwar, who had an ominous grin on his face that displayed how much he was enjoying what he was doing. Even though the cut was forming on his body, not a drop of blood trickled out of the wound, yet the pain Vinny was experiencing was immense. None, not a single person's mana fluctuated in the crowd now; Vinny didn't know what had happened, nor did he understand why they were favouring Eshwar over him, but their actions too irritated him.

"Argh.... eet seeemps lyze uoo fffhorgth abhouth mmi thraith...." Vinny spoke between his gritted teeth, moving only his tongue. He wanted to say, "It seems like you forgot about my trait," but the words that came out of his mouth sounded like that.

"Shelfphis phrysth!" Vinny initiated his title, "selfish priest."

[Title: Selfish Priest activated.]

Whoever gained a priest class had to sacrifice something in order to use their skills, and some had no effects on themselves. But it was different for Vinny's "Unique Priest" class; due to the effects of that class, Vinny was able to gain the title "Selfish Priest," whose effects increased by 25% when he used his skills on himself.

[Selfish Priest: Heal is activated.]

With a subtle fhump, a pair of translucent golden wings protruded out of his back and enveloped him, healing him entirely.

<PLAY> The mouth behind Eshwar moved again, mumbling a word with its hypnotic voice.

WHOOOOSH-!

With a subtle ripple, everything that had "paused," began to "play," as if reality itself was complying with Eshwar's commands.

SPLURT-!

"Argh!!!!" Vinny groaned in anguish, because Eshwar had initiated a new command, everything began to move normally, and the large cut on Vinny's body that had yet to be completely healed spewed out the blood it wasn't able to before.

WHOOSH-!!

SWISH-!!

Swinging both of his broadswords vertically between his fingers, Eshwar walked towards Vinny, who was backing away, stumbling.

"Alright, playtime's over." Vinny said with his right hand placed on his chest, where a large cut was previously, stumbling. Even though the cut has healed completely, the stinging and slicing sensation remained, making him feel like he was still being cut.

'If I had gotten at least a few new skills before our fight happened! I should have been patient!' Vinny yelled at himself inwardly.

"Unique Priest." Vinny mumbled; it was the only trait he was able to [Hold], due to him having a single ticket. This was going to be the first time that he was going to use that skill, and hoping it was a good one, Vinny clenched his blazing longsword.

[Skill: Unique Priest activated.]

BOOM-!

With a subtle yet loud boom, gold-dyed demonic energy exploded out of his body, turning into a golden and white dyed, nearly translucent helmet and armour, similarly, and turning him into some kind of paladin. White longhair could be seen fluttering behind Vinny, as it protruded out from the top, back end of the helmet that had materialised, covering Vinny's head, as a pure, shining white cape adorned his back.

'Damn, White Ranger? Wtf is happening?' Vinny muttered inwardly, looking at himself, before a huge force felt right in front of him. Maybe it was because of his armour-adorned body; Vinny didn't even feel the need to dodge Eshwar's wooden sword's vertical, downward slash.

THUNK-!

"....." Vinny glanced at Eshwar's face through his helmet's eye slit and scoffed at him behind the helmet; he couldn't even feel something hitting him; his armour was just that overpowered.

BOOOOOOM-!!

It was only after a split second that the force behind the sword swing came crashing down right upon the armour, yet Vinny could feel nothing, absolutely nothing; it was as if he were in the middle of a cloud.

"You have become weak, Eshwar." Vinny said and raised his right leg, kicking Eshwar right in the chest as Eshwar's body flung back like a wet rag.

BAM-!

"You can't defeat me-" As Vinny prepared himself to give a grand speech,

BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM-!

With an ear-deafening boom, the ceiling exploded and came crashing down on Vinny and the immobile Eshwar. Gritting his teeth in eerie since he wasn't able to get any painful reaction out of Eshwar, Vinny disappeared from the spot where he stood, escaping the area before it got too troublesome. He took out a scroll from his inventory and ripped it; it was a [short-area teleportation scroll] he brought from the player shop; it was able to teleport the user a maximum of 50 kilometres away, and just as he was able to teleport away, he noticed a black blur in the middle of the coliseum, but before he could see what was happening, the scenery in front of him changed, and now, Vinny was free falling off of the floating island.

'What was that?' He asked himself, but soon ignored it, thinking that whatever it was, it would be buried under the debris that was falling down due to the ceiling exploding.

"Why would anybody even think of attacking the academy? Are people dumb here too?" Vinny mumbled under his breath, behind his helmet.

*

In the coliseum.

BOOOMMM-!

CRUMBLE-!!!

A humongous dust cloud filled the entire coliseum as coughs, groans, and wails of anguish filled the coliseum, and Reynolds zoomed around the crowd to see if there was anything he could help with.

WHOOOOSH-!!

Hundreds of figures among the crowd were seen jumping into the humongous dust cloud, thinking that they were running away from fright or rushing to the other side to check up on their children. Reynolds ignored them and continued to servile the seating area.

CRACK

SHATTER-!!!

THUNK-THUNK

"?" Noticing the weird sound sounding in the middle of the coliseum, Reynolds turned his gaze at the humongous dust cloud. As the weird sound continued to increase at a terrifying rate, it wasn't long before Reynolds was able to make out what was happening.

"!!!!!" Reynolds' eyes dilated when he felt the mana in the atmosphere increase, and it wasn't stopping even after the entire coliseum's atmosphere was filled with a rich amount of mana. Understanding what was going on,

"STOP!!!" Reynolds roared as loudly as he could, causing ripples to form in front of him, but the sounds didn't stop. Even though his roar's purpose wasn't to stop whatever was happening in the middle of the coliseum, he hoped to at least have them stop for a split second, buying "them" time.

"Giant's hurricane clap!" A loud yell resounded throughout the coliseum, and by the next instance,

BOOOMMM-!

A massive gust of wind pressure shot out from the opposite direction as the humongous dust cloud hit Reynolds' face, covering him and the crowd around him in dust.

Reynolds gritted his teeth, knowing Grace did it on purpose, but since it wasn't an ideal situation right now, he didn't voice his dissatisfaction and peered into the middle of the debris and humans-filled ground with a sharp gaze.

The people zooming around the debris-filled ground were seen throwing yellow and red coloured cores into the middle, while some of them were seen spreading the yellow and red dust around the coliseum.

'S and SS-ranked cores?' Reynolds' eyes widened as he felt a chill around his heart. Magic cores or monster cores, though rare, could be seen beginning with rank-C monsters, going up to rank-B, A, S, SS, and finally the god-ranked cores. The ranks could be derived from the colours the cores are in: white, silver, yellow, orange, red, and black, respectively.

The magic power stored in the higher-ranked cores is higher in quantity and quality, and the density of mana also increases as the cores turn darker, but Reynolds couldn't believe that these people weren't hesitating to throw away such precious treasures to massacre the people in the academy.

"F**king basta*ds!!!!" Reynolds roared and jumped into the debris-filled ground as a red, crystallised sword materialised in his hands out of nowhere. Just as he was about to run rampant, six purple-coloured cores dropped from the middle of the broken ceiling, falling directly upon the pile of shattered red- and yellow-coloured cores.

"Grace! Stop them!" Reynolds yelled as his saliva spat out; as soon as he saw the purple-coloured cores, his mind blanked and he was unable to think of anything at that moment, and out of pure instinct of being unable to let the purple-coloured cores shatter from the impact, Reynolds threw his sword at them.

And unfortunately for everyone alive, the purple-coloured cores shattered upon coming into contact with the sword Reynolds threw at it, instinctively.

BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM-!!!!

WHOOOOMMM

Six purple-coloured gates materialised in mid-air, horizontally, and within a matter of seconds, a sea of S-ranked monsters began to pour out of them.

Everything that happened just now had happened in a span of a minute that had yet to pass.