WeTried Translations

Translator: Goku

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◈ I Became a Villain Perfect for Leveling Up

Chapter 003

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Addicted to Defeat (3)

“Gasp!!”

I screamed and opened my eyes at the horrifying sensation of my pierced neck being torn out.

“I… I’m alive.”

The sensation of Eirene’s dagger piercing my neck was vivid.

The cold temperature of the metal entering my throat. And the intense, burning pain that followed.

“…Ugh.”

Though nothing came up since my stomach was empty, I dry-heaved at the still vivid sensation from that moment.

The experience of being murdered and revived was utterly dreadful.

Even if I resurrected here at a “checkpoint” or whatever, the fact that I had faced death hadn’t changed.

If there was one fortunate thing, it was perhaps that I had become immortal, unable to truly die.

“….”

However, if that were the case, there was a high possibility I would be repeatedly murdered by people like Eirene, who had killed me.

Even more so, as I possessed the bizarre perk that raised the level of my opponent upon my death.

《 Inheriting memories and stats from 1st Playthrough.

Target - Eirene, Carmen, Maeve, Altair, Sigrun 》

Moreover, the number of NPCs who had been revived with memories of being killed by me was a staggering five.

Including Eirene, they would undoubtedly be hell-bent on seeking revenge against me in this world.

I swept my face with my palm, performing a dry wash.

I truly loathed the god who had possessed me with such a dog-awful perk.

‘…First, I need to figure out where this place is.’

I put off succumbing to anger and planning revenge for later, and first looked around to identify my surroundings.

A soft bed and a room that was ambiguously organized.

Seeing books occasionally tucked into the wall cabinet, it seemed to be my personal bedroom.

‘A dorm room…?’

I recall it saying I would resurrect at a checkpoint after death, and it appears that exact spot was here, on this dorm bed.

Relieved that I had fortunately resurrected in a safe place, I gradually got up and moved.

Thinking I might drink some water, I took out a cup and filled it with tap water.

“Gulp…”

Even after moistening my parched throat like that, I still didn’t feel calm, so I went into the bathroom and splashed water on my face.

“….”

As I splashed some water on my face, my complicated feelings finally settled. When I eventually raised my head, I met eyes with myself in the mirror.

Black eyes, and black hair.

A handsome man with sharp eyes, his distinctive feature, was looking at me with a complicated expression.

The moment I faced his reflection, I felt it.

His appearance, clearly that of a handsome villain, seemed to regard people as mere livestock.

Even I, the owner of this body, shuddered at the eerie appearance, my pupils trembling.

I wish I had been born with a gentle, handsome face. This overly menacing appearance naturally put me in a bad mood.

Imagining indiscriminately slaughtering NPCs in my first playthrough with an appearance like this truly felt distant.

Even if I apologized to the victims, saying it wasn’t intentional, an appearance like this would never convince them.

On the contrary, it was obvious I would be scorned, accused of mocking the victims.

Though I once yearned to become a cool villain in my childhood… this wasn't the kind of look I wanted.

I wanted to be a villain with a more nuanced writing, not this mass murderer who killed people at the drop of a hat.

I sighed and toyed with my neck, where Eirene had stabbed me.

There wasn't an ounce of hesitation in her touch as she froze my feet and plunged the dagger.

It couldn’t be helped, could it?

The world of Desperado Reunion was on the brink of ruin.

She must have somehow survived in such a world.

Having been senselessly murdered by me in the 1st Playthrough the moment she met me, she couldn't help but burn with vengeance.

“….”

Nevertheless, the fear of being murdered and the slowly creeping sense of revenge were difficult to describe.

Eirene’s actions had a valid reason, but whether that reason was truly justifiable was a complex matter.

Rather, I thought it would be right to kill the developers who designed the NPC killing system, not me.

“Haa…”

The more I thought, the more I recalled my death, so I eventually moved out of the bathroom.

Returning to the room, I quietly sat on the bed and fiddled with my fingers.

What should I do now?

Having been possessed into a past timeline relative to the main story, my objective was vague for acting like in a game.

Since I didn't even know how to return to Earth, stress flooded over me, and I frantically ruffled my hair.

Knock-knock-.

Just then, I heard someone knocking on the door.

“Just a moment…”

Responding instinctively to the sound, I slowly got up from the bed and was about to unlock and open the door.

“….”

My hand, reaching for the lock, faltered.

‘No one should know I’m here, right?’

I had clearly been killed by Eirene.

And the fact that I had resurrected here hadn't been discovered either.

If people in this world could generally resurrect, the professor wouldn’t have cautioned them to use their swords carefully during sparring.

Which meant, the person at this door was…

“Not opening?”

CRACK-! A dagger blade pierced through the door, tearing off the doorknob.

“Shit…!”

Realizing Eirene had noticed my resurrection and burst in, I hastily ran to the opposite side and flung the window wide open.

WHOOSH-. Ignoring the sharp wind brushing my cheek, I looked down to see a cliff stretching below.

Jumping would surely mean death, and there was nothing to grab onto to move to the next room.

Creeak.

The unsettling sound of the door opening meant the moment of decision was upon me.

If I threw myself out the window, I would surely return to this checkpoint.

…And yet, even moving to the next room was impossible.

“…Please, spare me!”

Ultimately, my choice was to beg for my life.

“I didn’t kill you on purpose…! Please, forgive me!!”

Hoping that the old proverb about a single word being worth a thousand pieces of gold would work, I prostrated myself on the floor and loudly apologized.

Then, the approaching footsteps suddenly stopped. Hopeful that Eirene might have sensed sincerity in my apology, I raised my head.

“…Ha. Hahahahaha!!”

Contrary to my hope, Eirene began to cackle.

Her light blue bobbed hair fluttered, exuding an eerie beauty.

“You didn’t kill me on purpose? Haha…! Ahahaha!!”

Eirene let out a sarcastic laugh, as if dumbfounded by my bad apology, born of being enveloped in fear.

“Right…. You, Dean, are that kind of person. The moment you saw me, you exchanged just a few words and then killed me.”

“….”

“There was no emotion in that act.”

Finishing her words, she approached me and made me raise my head.

My face was a mess of tears and snot, truly transformed into a repulsive sight.

“So, I’m going to kill you without reason too.”

With that, Eirene gently pressed the dagger to my neck.

“Oh. Come to think of it, my level increased by 10 when I killed you, didn’t it?”

“…!!”

She, who had easily discerned my perk ‘Addicted to Defeat’, which I desperately wanted to keep hidden, then put strength into her hand, pushing the dagger blade in, and let out a chilling smile.

“Become my level-up shuttle, Dean.”

“Cough…!”

I thrashed in horrifying agony as my skin was sliced, my muscles were progressively cut, and the blade delved into my carotid artery.

However, my body was already completely frozen by the ice energy Eirene had emitted, making escape impossible.

《 Perk ‘Addicted to Defeat’ activated!

- Target ‘Eirene’s’ level increases by 10. 》

《 Resurrecting at checkpoint. LOADING… 》

This was my second death.

“…Gasp. Gasp…!”

“Hello, Dean.”

Since the bedroom was designated as the checkpoint, the moment I resurrected and opened my eyes, I met Eirene’s gaze; she was sitting on the bed.

“…Fuck…! Ugh!”

The moment I moved my body to escape, my limbs froze, and I was immediately subdued.

“I was a bit flustered when your body suddenly disappeared. So, this is where you resurrect, huh?”

“Fuck, let me go!!”

As I screamed and thrashed my relatively free waist, Eirene shot me a look of contempt for my vulgar movements.

“I…! I didn’t do anything wrong, goddammit!!”

“Haa…”

Terrified from being killed twice, I cursed at Eirene and tried to use force in my limbs to shatter the ice, but.

“Shut your mouth.”

“Ughhhhhh!!!!”

Eirene froze my mouth, then shattered my frozen legs to completely block any possibility of escape.

I screamed whatever I could through my frozen mouth, throwing my head back in terrible agony as my legs shattered into pieces.

Perhaps my continuous screaming was annoying her, as Eirene simply increased the output of the ice energy covering my body.

《 Perk ‘Addicted to Defeat’ activated!

- Target ‘Eirene’s’ level increases by 10. 》

《 Resurrecting at checkpoint. LOADING… 》

Once again, I resurrected from death.

“…Please. Please, spare me….”

Not wanting to experience the sensation of dying from being completely frozen again, the moment I opened my eyes, I immediately prostrated myself before Eirene and desperately begged.

If I had even a little more combat power, I would have attacked her.

《 STATUS WINDOW 》

Name: Dean

Level: 10

Stats:

• HP: 4

• Stamina: 7

• Mana: 6

• Intelligence: 3

• Strength: 1

With a pathetic level of merely 10, I couldn’t even put up any resistance against her.

“Sorry, but no.”

“Please…! Please!! No! I don’t want to!!”

Eirene, still sitting on the bed, pressed the dagger blade forward and lunged at me.

“Even if you beg like that, I have no intention of sparing you. You did the same, didn’t you?”

“Please spare me…!! I don’t want to die…!”

“Besides, to prepare for the coming ruin, my level needs to be higher.”

“Cough…!”

Finishing her words, Eirene plunged the dagger into my neck and let out a sneer.

Hearing her words, I was enveloped in an indescribable terror.

‘Addicted to Defeat.’

For Eirene, who had realized this bizarre perk that raised the level of her opponent by a whopping 10 upon my death, there was no longer any escape.

The more she repeated my death, the stronger she would become.

And I would continue to maintain level 10, resurrecting here.

Tears streamed down my face at the horrific hellscape that would unfold.

At the same time, blood gurgled and spurted from my neck, due to the dagger lodged there.

《 Perk ‘Addicted to Defeat’ activated!

- Target ‘Eirene’s’ level increases by 10. 》

《 Resurrecting at checkpoint. LOADING… 》

Thus, I met my fourth death.

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