The Villain Can't Lose

I knew it wasn't going to be easy, but I took Rowen's body way too late. Right now it was either me or Dante, and I had no will to die again.

Rowen was strong physically and mentally, he never backed down even in the most dangerous situations, and he stood with his head held high, except for this man.

I tried to take a step forward, but my body refused to move on its own.

Rowen feared his father after all the torture he went through as a kid, he was afraid of losing his sanity if he ever encountered him again. He was just like me, his mind was broken before, and now I was carrying his memories and fears inside of my head.

But Rowen wasn't here, I was Rowen.

He was no longer a part of me, and I was not the same person anymore. Right now, I was mentally stronger, smarter, and I had the advantage of knowing the plot. I knew what to do, what to say, and how to act.

I could manipulate him easily, I was going to make this bastard struggle just how he made his own son suffer.

"Father," I said calmly and slowly, "I have an important question that needs answering."

Hector smirked, and he took another step closer to me.

"Yes, ask whatever you want." He bent his arms and placed them around my neck. His eyes were burning red, and he smiled wickedly.

It was like he was trying to intimidate me, but I didn't back down from a challenge.

"I want to know where you find these failing assassins?" I lifted the right corner of my lips, eyes glaring straight into his. I was mocking him. His hard work of trying to kill his own son? To rid away of his presence in this house? This man who couldn't understand the situation was laughable.

He deserved to be humiliated after all he has done, his presence in front of me and his whole existence in this house and this world.

This man looked like a retard who couldn't understand what was going on. I laughed, "you still don't get it? You're challenging the wrong person" I let out a long laugh as his nimble fingers tighten around my throat, forcing my breathing pattern to change.

"I'm not afraid of you," I hissed.

As my eyes stared down at his, the tight grip was finally released. The bastard took a step back.

I soon heard a sinister laugh from him, "I am your father, you should be afraid of me!"

I smirked back at him, "I already told you once before, I am not afraid of you, or anyone else around me." I stepped away from him and turned around to walk out of his office.

ραпdα nᴏνa| сom Since my job here was done, I had no more need of staying.

Just looking at him made my blood boil inside as I couldn't understand how a father could hate and torment his own blood, Rowen was his child.

Not some kind of a bastard who was born out of sudden lust but a child made from love with his wife...

I opened the brown-wooden door that was made of high-quality wood, but before I walked out, I glanced at him through my left shoulder and said, "if you send one more assassin my way, the next corpse to lay in my bed will be yours."

I felt so much anger towards Hector for turning Rowen into a monster. But now that I have seen the truth, I was ready to destroy him.

I walked out of his office and locked the wooden door behind me. I needed to get some fresh air, so following the long black carpet to the exit, I walked out of the mansion.

The sun had risen, and the area was busy with people bustling about their business. There was a crowd of people outside, all of them were looking towards me as I passed by.

My fists were still clenched, as the adrenaline that was flowing through my veins forcing my blood to circulate faster hasn't vanished yet.

The time was wrong, the contract was made and my fate was unavoidable if I let that happen. But I had no intention of dying here, especially when I had more advantage than the previous Rowen himself.

'If only I had more people on my side,' I bit my lip.

I could feel my pulse racing faster and faster, 'just calm down, you can do this.' I slowed my breathing and tried to think clearly.

What should I do first?

*cling*

I turned my head and saw a dimensional window open up in front of me. It was in the shape of a square, and the edges of the glass were made of gold and green colour.

[I was sent here to help you]

It spoke in a female voice like an automatic robot.

"He-help me?" I stuttered for a moment.

I couldn't remember anything similar in the before. I wasn't sure what to do, why was It sent here?

*cling*

I looked at the dimensional-looking window, trying to find some kind of explanation.

There was a name written on the black panel; I recognized the name, but one with one thing I was unsure about.

This name somehow sounded different, and I wondered where this would lead to.

"Who are you?" I asked the window.

The name wasn't responding to me, it didn't give any reply. I was getting irritated because of the lack of communication.

I stepped closer and pressed my hands against the glass.

*cling*

I removed my hand from the glass and looked down at the name on the screen.

The name was; 'Zuri.'

I opened my palm and stared at the name. "Why are you here?" I asked again.

*cling*

The name was silent, it didn't give me any replies. I put my hand on the glass and closed my eyes.

'What did Zuri mean? Was this her real name, or just a code of identification?'

Thinking back to the story, I remembered that Rowen had a girl called 'Zuri' as his slave.

But then again, it was impossible for me to tell the difference between this Zuri and the one mentioned in the book.

Another voice entered my mind, I heard the sound of someone's footsteps as if it was running away from me. It chuckled, it sounded cute.

[I am sorry, I couldn't catch up with you,] the voice said.

I opened my eyes and looked around me. There were many people passing by. Some of them turned to look at me, they must have mistaken me as a crazy man talking to himself.

I smiled and looked at the glass again, I wanted to hear more from the other side.

I placed my hand on the glass and leaned forward. The name was still written on the screen.

"Oh, so you finally decided to show yourself," I said.

*clang clang*

The sound of metal hit my ears, I turned around and saw a sword hanging from the waist of a young woman. She was wearing a blue cape and holding a white hilt in her hands. Her hair was covered by a red bandanna, and she was grinning happily.

She was beautiful and elegant, her face was full of kindness and innocence.

"Who are you?" I asked.

*clang clang*

I saw the sound of a sword hitting something, a splash of water. Then, another sound came from the sword, it was slowly spinning around on the floor. This woman began walking out of the window that was weirdly circling around me as her feet stepped on the blade of the sword.

Suddenly, I felt the coldness of the air surrounding my body. A strange feeling ran through my spine, and I looked up to the sky. She was there, above me.

Her light green wings were fluttering, and she was smiling at me.

Her smile was hauntingly familiar.

She leaned forward and started flying towards me. I could feel the wind brushing against my skin, and the pressure caused my heart to beat harder and faster.

She landed beside me and looked at me with her purple eyes. It was crazy how small she was.

Her tiny body was about ten centimeters tall, and her clothes were made of cotton. Her hair was silver as the blades of knives, and her skin was pale and delicate. She was looking at me with a pair of big eyes.

[Hello,] she whispered,

[I'm here to help you]

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