Chapter 2: The Novice Villain Makes Plans!

Amon began to wake up, stirring from the strange dream and remembering that different life where he was an author.

'Hmmm?'

'What did I dream about?'

Sadly, the moment he woke up, like sand shifting to the bottom of an hourglass, the memories of his dreams faded, snuggling tucked away inside his subconscious.

However, there was a disgusting layer of black ooze on his body; it was sticky and clung to his body.

"Ugh, it stinks like rancid cat food."

The scent was truly horrid, causing his nose to twitch violently. He climbed from his bed and rushed to the bathroom with a pale face, almost vomiting.

Despite a strange screen flashing in the corner of his eyes, his priority was to wash himself first, but he did notice how fluid his movement and motions had become before throwing his body into the bathroom.

Amon doused his body in hot water to remove the vile smell, hoping it wouldn't stain his expensive bedding and carpet.

'Or rather, how did I get to my bed?'

Swish!

The shower began to pour down as he stood with both elbows against the wall.

"Fuck. It stinks. Like. Sh.t.!"

"Ah, much better."

A few minutes later, the scent was much lighter and no longer caused his nose to twitch or his stomach to churn.

Amon placed his head against the cold marble wall as the shower continued to cascade over his body, dripping down with a powerful trickle as he began to collect his thoughts.

In his reflection, he saw that his body was now amazing—tight muscles, perfectly sculpted abs and pectorals, and his improved members—something all men would dream about, yet he couldn't be happy.

"I am the villain of a story."

"The women that killed me were all my ex-lovers, and I lost them for a stupid reason, like the protagonist's magical halo.

'Why do they fall for me then? I have memories of sleeping with all these women, even that strange one from the author's life.

Amon closed his eyes, listening to the water drip like a cascading stream, wondering why, inside his chest, there wasn't hatred towards those women.

'Didn't they kill me?'

'Why do I hold a solid belief that the women in this life are not the same?'

'Who gave me this feeling?'

There was no great hatred towards the women of this world, but the ones in his memory caused his chest to fill with rage, which confused him.

"How are the two different?"

"Whatever..."

He leaned over to the body soaps and began to completely clean himself using the expensive body soaps and shampoo, which carried a scent of cedar, vanilla, and orange zest, which made him feel revitalised.

'It's a month before that story should start if this world is similar.'

Amon thought for a moment before a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

"I want to steal his girlfriend and make her completely obsessed with me."

"She was my childhood friend, yet because this world is a story, she suddenly distances herself from me due to her being poor and me being rich.

"How ridiculous."

What upset him was that, for some reason, because of the stupid story, he felt annoyed by a thought telling him that the original story was nothing like this and she was always meant to be Amon Winchester's lover.

Not suffer the fate of being made into a slut just for cheap thrills by the book.

[Strong Desire Detected!]

Quest Gained: Seduce and Save Rebecca Lily Mayer

Rebecca is the current girlfriend of Ethan and has just learned her mother's treatment will cost far more than she can manage.

She will seek help from him, and despite the novel claiming his love for her was deep and passionate, Ethan will not help pay for the treatment and will brush the issue under the rug.

[The quest is optional and given only because of your desire.]

'I thought I rejected the systems she forced on me?'

[Rather than a system, it's merely something that will help you keep updated on the story plot and your current tasks.]

'I refuse to do things I don't want to, though.'

[That is fine.]

Amon nodded. The fact he wouldn't be forced to do anything was a bonus, and seeing the quest in the corner of his eye on that strange blue screen with a white font was helpful.

'I do want to seduce her, and if that saves her fate, it's a bonus, but why did I let her leave my side in the first place?'

'According to the backstory of Amon, he loved her and wanted to date her, then suddenly forgot her and began chasing Alice.'

[Your thoughts and memories are of the original intended path of the novel; rather, the author himself is deeply linked to your existence.]

[You feel these strange disconnections because the book appears to have been changed by someone.]

'True. I feel embarrassed for myself in the novel.' 

Amon smiled bitterly as memories of him acting like a drooling moron appeared in the three lives he could view fully; when he tried to access more, they became vague and hard to view properly.

"I'll take the quest, but don't force me; I'll do things at my own pace."

[Understood, would you like to choose the reward type or pick random?]

'Wait, give me a minute.'

He asked, turning the shower up two notches.

The burning feeling on his skin used to feel bland and dull in his memories from the novel, likely not fully described by the author. But now it was comforting to feel the slight burn and tingle filling his body as if he were truly alive in this moment.

"Can you help me keep track of my daily tasks and important plot points I might forget?"

Amon stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and letting his hair drip dry. A soothing cold sensation instantly greeted his body while the heated flooring began to help modulate his body.

Entering his bedroom, he sat down with a loud thump, bouncing on the soft mattress and looking at the trail of his wet footsteps fading into the warmed carpet.

"So much rubbish; should I get revenge or knock them all up and flee?"

"Is there proof they are the same people or innocent victims?"

Amon threw his body back onto the soft bedding, his hair cascading and covering the quilt, his violet eyes slowly closing, immersing himself in the countless things that appeared after that damn jolt of lightning.

'Let's ignore how my body is now like a living god... I was confident before; why am I suddenly like a 20,000-dollar gaming computer playing Tetris?'

[My creator likes big...]

'Shush! I was big before. Now, it's a bit too much. Although no man would complain, even doing it myself would be an effort now.'

[Hahaha]

'Weren't you just an automated voice?'

[...]

'Forget it. What is the deal with these fighting techniques and cultivation? I was supposed to be a villain only during the romance part of the novel.'

'Cultivation only started after 1,000 chapters...'

[I didn't wish for you to waste too long messing with getting enough strength to protect yourself or constantly worrying about useless things.]

[Shall I display information about them in real-time?]

[That might be easier to adjust.]

'Do it, and also remind me each morning when I wake up. I'll forget otherwise.'

Bing!

[Reminder created]

Black Dragon's Descent [Cultivation Technique] (Supreme Level) Stage 1

This technique involves taking in the blood of a demonic dragon to enhance the user's charm, beauty, and passion while granting them immense power and a dominant aura that overpowers the weak.

The technique grants increased control over the demonic dragon's power for each scale activated, transforming the cultivator into a humanoid dragon.

Dragon Fury Fist [Combat Technique] (Master Level): Stage 1

A powerful strike that channels the fury of a dragon into the user's fist. As you strike, it causes your fist to glow with fiery qi, roaring through the air.

Blink Dragon Step [Movement Technique] (Master Level) Stage 1

The user focuses their qi on their legs and blinks forward.

[These are your skills, all at the base level; otherwise, you would have exploded.]

'Yeah, yeah, cultivation nonsense...'

Amon swiped his hand, the information disappearing as he knew how to cultivate the techniques because of the memories and information in his mind.

He could only breakthrough with the help of females, which made his cultivation technique eviler than he thought. Also, he could channel the qi passively through the tattoo on his back to create more dragon veins or devour the qi from cultivators he slept with or defeated.

Infuriated with the pointless accidental protection nonsense, he leaned out toward the dark brown bedside cabinet, toppling the alarm and lamp before grabbing his phone and sliding over the screen.

'Mother, why did I take you for granted in the last life? I won't let her die for my sake!'

[Immense emotion detected!]

Quest Granted: A Mother's Love is Eternal

You learned of the horrible fate of your mother in the previous world; even if it might not have happened, your passion and desire to protect and keep her safe have surpassed all other thoughts in your mind.

Reward: Mother's Lifespan + 30 Years, Everlasting Youth, Top Tier passive cultivation technique

Amon began to dial after getting into the phone, ignoring the image of the ice beauty Alice completely, without even frowning.

0127-M0M-I5- B3ST

Brrr! Brr! 

The phone began to dial; he wasn't sure if she was in a meeting at her company.

This city was called Eclipse City because of its highly prevalent nightlife and businesses that ran into the late evenings. It was a large part of the Kingdom of Lumina's trade income and imports located in the Central continent named Luthis.

Beep beep!

Bzzt!

The first thing he would do is call his mother and make a plan for the future.

"Hello, mother?"

"Amon? It's strange for you to call me at this time of day. Is everything alright, darling?"