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A slow, mocking clap echoed through the darkness. A voice—smooth, rich, dripping with amusement—purred into existence.

“The end?”

Laughter followed, low and sultry, curling like silk in the air.

“You must be kidding. Do you think a little thing like fate can stop me?”

A soft hum. A pause. Then a wicked chuckle.

“Love? Kindness? What use are such things when fear is so much sweeter? I was never meant to be saved, my dearies. This is no fairy tale.”

The voice sharpened, rich with delight.

“This is a villain’s tale.”

A gust of wind howled, the shadows trembled, and the air crackled with unseen power.

“And it is not over. In fact…”

A pause.

A single chime.

> [Ding!]



A cold, mechanical voice rang out, devoid of warmth yet brimming with eerie purpose.

[Greetings, Host. I am the Villain Reform System.]

[Your mission: To prove that even the darkest villainess can be redeemed.]

[Failure to comply will result in execution.]

Silence.

Then—softly, slowly—the villainess laughed.

And oh, what a laugh it was.

“Villain reform?” she mused, voice curling with amusement. “Nah.”

She tilted her head, grinning into the abyss.

“Let’s go full evil.”

> [Ding!] Villain Route Activated. Good luck, Host.]




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Villian Reform?! Nah let's go Full Evil.

Lucas sat across from me, his fingers lazily tapping against the rim of his glass, his golden eyes sharp with amusement. The candlelight flickered, casting shifting shadows over his face.

"So," he drawled, "you're telling me that time just… reset?"

"Not just reset," I corrected, flipping through the documents on the table. "It was rewound by an outside force. A fairy's interference."

He whistled low. "That's bold. Even for you."

I ignored the taunt, my mind racing as I laid out the revised strategy.

"The plan changes," I said. "Lily isn't just some heroine. She's the reincarnation of a fairy's avatar, which means she has protection we weren't accounting for. If I try to kill her outright, reality bends to save her."

Lucas smirked. "So, what? We try kindness now? That's not really your style, darling."

I leveled him with a look. "Of course not. If she's a fairy's avatar, then she's bound by their rules. Which means if I can turn her into something unrecognizable—something that no longer fits their design—she'll be abandoned."

Lucas's smirk widened, predatory and knowing. "Corruption. Now that's interesting."

I pushed a piece of parchment toward him. "We don't kill her. We dismantle her. Make her lose everything—faith, morals, identity—until there's nothing left of the Lily they're trying to protect."

His eyes darkened as he skimmed over my notes. "So we don't just break the world's story." He exhaled a laugh. "We break its chosen one."

A charged silence settled between us, thick with something unspoken. The air crackled.

Lucas leaned forward, his voice lower, more dangerous. "And what about you?"

"You're playing with forces even I wouldn't touch." His gaze traced the curve of my jaw, a slow, deliberate study. "Aren't you afraid you'll break yourself in the process?"

I smiled, slow and sharp. "Let them try."

His breath hitched slightly. I saw it in the way his fingers flexed against the table, the way his pupils dilated. He was hungry—not for power, not for victory, but for me.

And I wasn't in the mood to deny myself anything tonight.

I stood, moving toward him with deliberate steps. Lucas remained still, watching, waiting. When I reached him, I tilted his chin up with a single finger.

"This alliance of ours," I murmured, "has certain benefits, doesn't it?"

A slow, wicked grin spread across his lips. "I was hoping you'd say that."

The next moment, he had me against the wall, his breath hot against my neck. There was nothing soft about this. Nothing gentle. This wasn't love—it was hunger, sharp and insatiable.

And tonight, I had no intention of denying either of us.

Chapter 12 – The Devil’s Bargain