Villain of my own novel

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(AN: Omniscient POV)

Two years. It has been two years since Eshwar went into the dungeon, and he has yet to return. And the one who was promised about his return continued to wait while getting stronger to face whatever was thrown at her.

And there were a lot of things that happened in these past two years, so talk about some of them.

Different variants of monsters have been wreaking havoc in the world; the monsters were stronger and more sentient, so the humans, elves, and dwarves found it harder to deal with them at first but began to fight back after they got accustomed to it. Of course, the wolf variants were those that Eshwar and Isha had run into a while back in the artificial dungeon.

Tournaments began to become official events, and fierce rival battles began between the three races; now the first place belonged to the Elves, and the second and third places belonged to humans, because for some reason the dwarfs didn't really show much interest in the tournaments.

And "Black Raven," Isha made her first debut as an Uncharted member a week after Eshwar went into the Rank-SSS gate; of course, she had hidden her identity. She too was specialised in hunting vampires, just like White Swan, who was assumed to be taking smaller requests to boost the newbie's reputation.

Though the rest of the Uncharted members tried to ask her to specialise in a different field, Isha rejected them outright as she needed answers about Heath Walker, her half-brother's actions against her; she wanted to kill those who were with her half-brother when they slaughtered the kids from the orphanage, and if she found that son of a bit*h of a half-brother, then she would kill him together with the vampires who fed on the blood of the kids, without any hesitation.

And after she had begun her search, she had killed a sh*t ton of vampires and Mairéad, who was the new monarch of the vampires, was enraged by the Black Raven's way of hunting down the vampires even though Mairéad had went out of her way to form an alliance with mere blood packs, soon after, Mairéad began to find out Black Raven's identity, but she came across Isha's, who was Eshwar's lover and by connecting both of them, she concluded that the Black Raven's identity was Isha.

And then Mairéad "ordered" people of the alliance to spread rumours about Isha being a sacrifice that could kill the demon from the prophecy, saying, "Isha Walker, the granddaughter of the hero, Quinn Walker, is born as a sacrifice; if she is killed then the demon from the prophecy too would die." Was what the association between humans and vampires spread the word as.

Of course, the people began to exaggerate about it and began to call Isha a demon herself, scorning her behind her back, and even at her sight, those who knew about her began to spread word about her cursed eyes, adding fuel to the fire. And she was scorned whenever she went outside and her cursed eyes didn't make it any better for her, since she could tell that the people had begun to hate her from the depths of their hearts and wished for her death.

Though hurt, she still hunted down vampires because she realised what was actually important to her, and she was quite taken aback when just a simple and single word defined what was important to her, and that was "Eshwar." Nothing more and nothing less.

She then began to focus on getting stronger because the next time something like this happened, she didn't want to be left behind, so she began to work harder and harder to get stronger with her godly physic. She knew that getting stronger will help her in many ways, so she hunted vampires and monsters alike to get stronger, if possible stronger than Eshwar when he destroyed Earth.

Arngrim had done everything he could to find the perfect combination of the potion to heal Louie's eyes and right arm, and he had finally found it. The only ingredient missing was a Rank-SSS dungeon monster's core, and after he tried to find the combination, he learned that it wasn't possible even with a higher Rank-SS dungeon monster's core, which he thought to be a possibility previously.

Henry and Core were busy with their own things, one of which was warding off rumours about Eshwar's disappearance, and they had even warned the association that they had proof, and if they tried to put blame on any innocent person then they would reveal everything about the association to the people.

Katline, Katharine, and Violet had somehow made up with each other, and though worried about Eshwar's disappearance, they, together with Seol So-Young, did their best to get stronger. Jiwoo too came out of his depression after his talk with Eshwar, and he too had been focused on getting stronger as Eshwar had asked him to, saying that there would be many strong monsters in the future and even he himself wasn't strong enough to deal with them. And Vinny, haa... That guy, too, had disappeared and is yet to return to the human domain; what he is doing and where he is, nothing is known about him.

And after a few weeks passed, the last tournament was being held in the Elven Kingdom, which had gotten a lot friendlier with humans in the past few years.

[Time limit for the selection process: 00Y: 15D: 19H: 34M: 52S]

Today was the day of the final tournament, which is said to be celebrated for 10 days straight. Why? Because, why not? They didn't know what the day after these 15 days held, so they wanted to celebrate to ease the tension. At least that was the reason, but because of their beneficiaries, the recipients knew that the upcoming days wouldn't ever be peaceful, at least until everything was over.

People made their way to the Elven Kingdom through the previously constructed gates, and two mysterious kinds were said to be participating in this tournament, so the people were slightly excited about this "Last Tournament." One was the Dwarfs, who said they would be taking this tournament seriously and the Elves should be careful about their first place being stolen, and the other group was the Uncharted mercenary group, the vampire hunters, who were participating in a tournament and showing off everything they had, so of course people would be excited.

And soon after, the humans began to set foot in the Elven Kingdom and were dazed by the atmosphere, beauty, grace, elegance, and the thick, tall trees filled with greenery. At a glance, it might even seem like a giant's greenhouse.

Each breath they took seemed to relieve all of a lifetime's stress; the mud patch paths, the scent of freshly trimmed grass with a slight humid touch to it, mixed with the freshly bloomed flowery aroma, and the dandelion-like small elemental spirits that were jumping and flying around without a care for the onlookers, everything about the Elven Kingdom seemed peaceful; even the buildings they lived in were short; some were carved into the massive trees, making a natural skyscraper out of it; there were even many dream treehouses that were carved on and into the trees and tree branches.

All the long-eared people had bright smiles on their faces as they conversed and moved around, carrying on with their daily lives, and unlike many had read, both dark elves and the normal elvish elves were happily conversing together, but what made them different was their abilities. While the dark elves were more warrior-like people, the other elves were more mage-like people; only their affinities with the elemental mana differentiated them.

The elves that were guiding the humans and the dwarfs were very polite and had a friendly yet respectful demeanour, which helped them ease people's worries and converse with each other. After the last batch of humans arrived, everybody, including elves, dwarves, and humans, stood dazed as they stared at a beautiful black-haired woman in a clad black suit walk in between the dazed onlookers while being surrounded by all the nearby small, medium, and large spirits, circling around the woman's head and snuggling to her cheeks with cute cheery squeaks and giggles.

She had a bluish-red sword hanging from her belt; she had obsidian black eyes with dimmed vertical pure white pupils, as if she wanted to hide them; she had a well-endowed, perfect hourglass figure; and there was a certain grace and elegance about her that added an irresistible charm to her.

The woman smiled bitterly at the cheery squeaks of the small spirits while walking to where they were leading her, and suddenly many wind elemental spirits that were snuggling to her flew towards her left and,

WHOOOSH

"...Is there anything you need from me?" Isha asked with an expressionless look on her face, glancing at the newly arrived figure from the corner of her eyes, and the nearby Elves snapped out of their trance when they saw who had just presented them with their presence, and without caring for Isha's rude behaviour, they bowed to the being's omnipotent presence.

They placed their right hands on their chests, bowed 90 degrees with their left hands behind their backs, and said, "We are honoured by your presence, your majesty." They said in unison, and as if to rapturous their greetings, the elegantly beautiful woman released a strong yet calming aura with a slight nod and a mesmerising smile.

"I, Calanis, greet the goddess." The woman who appeared out of nowhere greeted Isha with a small yet respectful bow, and everybody present was taken aback by the way the woman, who seemed to be a queen or a princess of the Elven Kingdom, referred to Isha as.

The woman had bright golden coloured silky knee-length hair, with deep golden coloured eyes with vertical white slits that seemed to see through everything; the woman was endowed with a perfect hourglass figure, similar to Isha's, but somehow still seemed lacking in some manner; her name was Calanis, the woman of light, and the one and only ruler, the Queen of the Elven Kingdom.

But Isha, who heard Calanis address her as a goddess, didn't even have a change in her expression. She had expected the scorn and disgust-filled gazes to be directed at her, just like how the humans behind were glaring at her even now after kneeling in respect for Calanis once, but even though she hadn't expected her identity to be revealed by an elf, she had no change in her expression. Why? For whatever reason, she recently found herself unable to properly feel or show any other expression. Why? Because the feeling of losing Eshwar again had somehow subconsciously appeared in her mind and had been eating her away from the inside since then, now she wanted to see him and just hug him once, no matter the price.

'I miss Eshwar.' She thought that this was actually the first time she had actually named that thought in her mind.

WHOOOOMMM

"!!!!" Suddenly, a black, blurry figure appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Isha's face, and threw her high into the air.

'I couldn't sense it, even with the divine pulse and godly physic. Is that person using an artefact? And don't tell me that this is another one of their assassination attempts, again this time?' Isha mumbled in her mind, placed her right hand on the Ice Blood Katana sheathed and hanging on her belt.

SWISH

She unsheathed her sword in an instant and swung at the black-coloured blur that appeared in front of her without a hint of hesitation in her horizontal slash.

'Blood reaper.' She muttered in her mind, and in an instant a reddish-coloured mana climbed up to the tip, covering the entire katana with a blood-red coloured glow, and,

TING

"!!!" Her eyes shot wide open when she felt the force behind her sword swing instantly diminish and stop after it connected with the assassin that attacked her out of nowhere.

'This is dangerous.' She muttered in her mind, and without a second thought, she activated her godly physic, which she recently found out that it was actually a skill while mastering it. Though she had always found it strange that it was 'physic' and not 'physique,' but when it actually activated, she felt like an entirely new being.

'Godly Phy...' She was just about to complete her command phrase but froze when she heard the next words of the black blur.

"Hello~ Miss Cyclops."