Chapter 4: Rebirth of the Supreme Villain
The world ended in a heartbeat.
A single bullet, a mundane accident in the modern world, tore his life away. Mortals called it fate. Luck called it irony. But he called it the weakness of the world.
Death was not the end. It was a doorway.
I. Awakening in the Almighty Plane
He opened his eyes to infinite darkness laced with stars, the Almighty Plane—a realm where laws bent to the will of the strong, and even the threads of reality screamed in fear.
Floating above the boundless expanse, he felt the 9 Primordial Heavens and 10 Primordial Earths pulse with potential… and weakness. Infinite worlds sprawled below, and all of them were prey.
His soul shivered with hunger, resonating fully with the Supreme Villain System:
Destiny theft: Every thread of luck in countless worlds bent subtly to his desire.
Dao devouring: Even fragments of First Digit Beings recognized him as a predator.
Exponential growth: Mortal rules were meaningless; his rise was inevitable, unstoppable.
II. The Dark Bloodline
Two forms descended from the heavens, awe-inspiring yet terrifying: his father from Chaos Heaven, his mother from Eternal Heaven.
Father (Chaos Heaven): A sovereign of destruction, descendant of a Primordial God of Annihilation. His chaotic energy burned with violence, craving chaos and pain.
Mother (Eternal Heaven): Descendant of a Primordial God of Order, her serene aura was cold, calculating, and merciless.
The union of chaos and eternity birthed a child not of compassion, not of virtue, but of supremacy and cruelty.
He did not cry. He smiled—a smile that consumed the light around him, a predator in embryo.
III. Infinite Hunger
The Almighty Plane responded. Stars dimmed. Dao threads quivered. The very 9 Heavens and 10 Earths whispered in terror.
He could feel:
Infinite worlds to devour, each a morsel of fate and luck.
Threads of fortune bending, not to aid, but to serve him.
Primordial energies, from his parents and the plane itself, acknowledging him as predator supreme.
The Supreme Villain System coiled around his soul like a dark serpent, whispering:
"All luck, all power, all destiny… yours to consume. Devour. Obliterate. Ascend."
IV. First Act of Villainy
With a thought, he drew the chaotic energy of his father, the eternal energy of his mother, and the infinite threads of the Almighty Plane into himself.
Stars shattered under his gaze.
Fates twisted like clay, ready to be molded or destroyed.
Mortals, cultivators, even deities—all were prey.
He laughed. A dark, echoing sound that shook the heavens. Compassion, morality, mercy… all were weaknesses he had discarded long ago.
This rebirth was not salvation. It was the beginning of terror, a prophecy written in the blood of worlds. He was no longer a child. He was a storm, a devourer, the Supreme Villain incarnate.