I Think I’m a Horror Game Villain - Chapter 123
Chapter 123
□□□ was displeased. Not long after arriving, □□□ had been assigned the role of the protagonist. Protagonist. What a grand title! □□□ firmly believed no one else was as fitting for this role.
A brilliant mind and sharp eyes that could grasp the essence of things in an instant. Born superior to all, yet with the acting skills to naturally conceal those abilities and blend in.
Possessing all these qualities, wasn’t □□□ truly deserving of the title of protagonist? So, □□□ readily accepted the role. And yet…
‘This is hardly a protagonist’s role.’
All this time, □□□ hadn’t performed any of the feats expected of a protagonist. It was incredibly irritating.
‘What’s even the point of being the protagonist? They could reach the final chapter without any problems even if I don’t interfere.’
□□□ no longer desired such a hollow role.
‘This is more like being an extra, not a protagonist.’
As this thought crossed □□□’s mind, a message appeared.
[Who is the villain?]
“Huh.”
□□□ clicked their tongue.
‘Since they’re not giving me choices, it seems like I have to answer directly…’
It was absurd. After being silent for so long, suddenly demanding to know the villain? □□□ knew. □□□ knew who the mastermind was, the one acting nonchalantly right beside them.
‘How could I not know? It’s so obvious.’
But □□□ didn’t answer immediately. They disliked the system trying to control them. As if reading □□□’s mind, the system sent another message.
[(Reward)
The Protagonist’s Power]
“The Protagonist’s Power?”
The name alone was enticing.
【The Protagonist’s Power】
The ability to revive the dead, usable once.
“Well, as the protagonist, I should at least have this much power!”
Finally, □□□ was moved.
‘Just once is a bit disappointing, though…’
□□□ readily voiced their answer. As if confirming □□□’s guess, the reward was immediately added to their inventory.
‘As I suspected.’
The person □□□ had suspected from the beginning was indeed the villain.
‘A shame.’
As □□□ savored the moment, another message appeared.
[The ‘Protagonist’ is not captivated by hollow dreams.]
[‘Nightmare’s’ ability is nullified.]
[From now on, you can observe other players.]
□□□’s lips curled into an uncontrollable smile.
‘Yes, this is it. This is what being the protagonist is all about!’
Nightmare, hollow dreams… □□□ didn’t understand what it all meant, but one thing was certain: they were receiving special treatment. A protagonist should have qualities that set them apart.
As □□□ smiled, a window appeared, allowing them to choose whom to observe. Without hesitation, □□□ moved their finger.
“…Huh?”
Seeing the screen, □□□ shot up from their seat. They had originally planned to observe the situation leisurely before acting… but their body moved on its own.
‘Damn it.’
The unfamiliar emotion disrupting their plans was unpleasant, yet not entirely unwelcome.
‘It wouldn’t be fun if a person were too perfect.’
Confident that this impulsive feeling would make them even more perfect, □□□ slipped into the darkness.
***
“Heh.”
“…Don’t laugh.”
“….”
A brief silence, then…
“Pfft, heh.”
Dekir let out another burst of stifled laughter, air escaping between his tightly pressed lips.
“Dekir.”
“….”
“How long are you going to keep laughing!”
I glared at Dekir, putting all my effort into looking intimidating. Yet, he only seemed more amused by my expression.
“Haha, sorry, Heyna. I just, heh, can’t help it, pffft.”
“….”
Fine, I admit it. To the question of how much I loved him, my answer had been ‘as much as the sky and the earth.’
‘What else could I say! It was the only answer that came to mind.’
Thankfully, it had cheered Dekir up. The embarrassment, however, was all mine.
“It’s not fair. I answered seriously, and you just laugh at me.”
“No, Heyna! I wasn’t trying to laugh at you…”
“Then why have you been laughing this whole time?”
At my sulky tone, Dekir answered seriously.
“I was just so happy that Heyna loves me that much.”
“….”
“I definitely wasn’t laughing at you.”
“…Really?”
“Yes. Really.”
His unwavering gaze assured me of his sincerity.
“Then, tell me, Dekir.”
“Hmm?”
“How much you love me.”
I couldn’t be the only one embarrassed. Dekir seemed to consider it for a moment, then smiled, a playful glint in his beautifully folded eyes.
“As much as the sky and the earth.”
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