Chapter 228
Chapter 228 of "The Villain's Story" opens showing developments: Everyone...wears a mask.Everyone... wears a mask.Everyone... wears a mask.Those words of his rung in my... Keep reading!
Everyone...wears a mask.
Everyone... wears a mask.
Everyone... wears a mask.
Those words of his rung in my mind.
A peculiar laughter was heard...I stood still, taking in the sights in front of my eyes.
The street was filled with countless people, some laughing, some drowning in misery, some waiting for a chance, and some just happy while some were depressed.
All...of it was a lie?
'Was everything a lie?'
'Why...is there a blank mask on everyone's face.?'
'No...this isn't real...'
This dull world...that is slowly losing color, it cannot be accurate.
I refuse to believe it...
His voice...his compelling voice was heard once again...a voice that struck me at the depths of my soul.
'I... don't.'
I stayed silent as I walked through the streets, the people's voices being heard...but no movement on the face, obscured by the mask they wore. All fake?
I looked straight at one person, and their masked face looked at me...that fake smiling face...
The person looked at me...the smile slowly turning into a frown...and then the head began to rotate...
Something impossible for a human head to do...to rotate vertically 360 degrees...the blood seeping out from the s.p.a.ce behind the mask.
A truly horrifying, disturbing sight.
That voice...that sweet, tempting voice of the 'devil' himself.
'...they're just random peo-'
His voice haunted me...it interrupted my thoughts and prevented me from gaining back my sanity.
Different voices... voices different from 'his'. voices that belonged to Amanda And Mathew Peccator.
The figures surrounded me... the figures of Ara.n.u.s's grandparents... their faces covered with a smiling mask.
'No...'
*THUMP!*
What is this 'fear'?
That voice of his rung in my again,
I failed to notice the nearly invisible strings of jade connected to them...
They tried to grab onto me...and I ran...
The figures of the people in masks chased me...and I ran with all my might.
In front of me...my sister appeared and the figures rushed to her.
Grabbing the little girl...tearing her apart right in front of my eyes.
I screamed 'NO!' with all of my might...but before I could reach her she was gone...ripped to shreds by the figures.
I went ballistic...fighting the masked figures that clung to my figure.
I ripped their very beings apart...yet their number soon overwhelmed me.
"WHAT DO YOU f.u.c.kING KNOW?!"
I yelled, summoning my spear and slashing them apart. Denying a truth.
"YOU KNOW OF f.u.c.kING NOTHING!"
I yelled as I performed an Abyssal Rend to split this realm apart...but even that did not work. the figures kept multiplying as the Giant in the sky laughed at me. At my Misery.
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His voice echoed throughout this dull world.
The corpses of the figures formed a mirror in front of me...reflecting my face...also covered with a mask.
My rage reached the maximum.
I ripped the mask off my face...at least I tried to. But the mask was glued tightly to the skin of my face.
I pulled and pulled.
"From the beginning...knowing the fact that you were just born as a subst.i.tute, AS a f.u.c.kING PIECE TO A GAME! AS SOMEONE WITH NO WILL. SOMEONE THAT HAD FALSE MEMORIES IMPLANTED IN THEIR MIND. THAT LEAD ME TO THINK...."
I ripped it off...along with my face.
"That I was 'You'!"
"That I had no reason to be alive other than be your f.u.c.king puppet?! What do you know of that Trauma?! That no matter how much I try my life has already been laid in front of me...A life of f.u.c.king MISERY THAT WON'T CHANGE?!
"What do you f.u.c.king know?!"
I said...my skinless face leaking blood. I yelled towards the giant in the sky as I wielded my spear.
I jumped, to f.u.c.king kill that b.a.s.t.a.r.d with my spear.
The jade strings caught me...and held me in the sky as i resisted with all my might.
The Giant's jade-green eyes looked straight at me...penetrating my soul.
'SHUT UP!'
His words mocked me...the truth mocked me.
What?... what are you getting at?
I tried to free myself, of the restriction, of the chains that were these strings that wrapped around my wrists and legs...yet no matter how much I tried it was all to no avail.
The voice turned cold, no longer possessing the temptating voice of the devil.
What Bulls.h.i.t are you spouting?
It laughed at me...and the scenery around me started to change.