Lazydiablo2

This is the story of a man who had no choice but to become a villain.

But not just any villain because even villains have standards.

This is the journey of a man learning how to become one. And to help him, the MC has access to an unlimited number of villains in his System Space, pulled from across all realities from every known dimension: Murim, Cultivation, Supernatural, Urban, Martial Arts, Mecha, and beyond.

So what is it that Razeal can learn?
What can he teach? And why?

How can someone with knowledge from nearly every kind of reality reshape the one he’s living in?

Someone with the potential to access everything the multiverse has to offer?

Tired of seeing the same ideas repeated?
The same system copy-pasted with no soul?

No real character building no personalities, no free will?

Come read this.

Who knows you might find something worthwhile.

I Have 10,000 SSS Rank Villains In My System Space

The man didn't move. Not even a flinch.

Razeal narrowed his eyes and followed the man's gaze. The guy was staring at a single flower, its soft petals trembling under the mild breeze. It was as if that flower held the meaning of life itself. Was he really that absorbed in it?

"Yooo, bro. Can you hear me?" Razeal asked, a bit louder this time. He'd stopped caring about formalities or respectful tones. If someone was kind, they wouldn't care about his tone. And if they weren't, it didn't matter anyway. This place wasn't the kind where fear would save you.

Finally, the man stirred. He slowly tucked his long black hair behind his ear, the movement so calm it felt choreographed. Then, he lifted his head, meeting Razeal's gaze with a gentle smile.

"Ah," he said softly, his voice warm and flowing like a spring breeze. "You're the guest."

First SSS Ranked