Villain's Aide: The System Forced Me To Be Good
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I am Malachar, the former Demon King.
I’ve razed kingdoms, shattered heroes, and bent entire armies to my will.
And now?
I’m trapped in the frail body of a human teenager.
A lackey.
A mere “aide.”
As if that humiliation weren’t enough, a Divine System has taken root in my head.
A system that is sadistic, cruel, and—by all the hells—utterly ridiculous:
>Any bad action = pain.
Any good action = reward.
Insult someone? Electrocution.
Intimidate a bandit? Paralysis.
Try to kill an enemy? Instant death.
And I won’t even get into what happens when I think about burning a village…
The most ironic part?
I don’t have a choice.
Every time I try to act like myself, the System corrects me.
So I have to smile, help idiots, save strangers…
And every good deed makes me stronger.
More… “radiant.”
I hate it.
Truly.
But if I have to play the saint to regain my power, then I’ll become the greatest “hero” this world has ever seen.
I don’t care about their expectations, their prophecies, or their legends.
I won’t help anyone out of kindness.
I’m doing it for one reason:
to become who I once was.
…Or at least, that’s what I thought.
Luel · Fantasy
Luel2 months agoReplied to DarkAnane