Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

He looked down and saw that his powerful metallic bones had been replaced by thin arms, riddled with wounds from being pierced by syringes.

When he calm down for a moment , he realized that he was back on the laboratory he considered his hell.

\'No, this is impossible,\' all the traumatic experiences started to resurface, and he began hyperventilating.

"Let me go, fuckers!" he roared in anger, trying to break the straps that were restricting his body, but it was no use; he was too weak.

"Did he go crazy from drug overdosed?" the doctors asked with puzzled expressions.

"Maybe. I think we put too much drugs in his body. Let\'s cancel the experiment today; he might go into cardiac arrest," one of the doctors spoke.

"Lucky for you, you will get to skip today\'s torture," one of the doctors, who had been the most mean to Reign, sneered in contempt.

"Take this garbage away," he instructed the nurses, and they pushed Reign\'s hospital bed out of the laboratory.

"No! Let me go, fuckers! I\'ll eat you alive! Claw Bullets! Claw Barrage! Enhance Bone!" Reign kept shouting like a crazy maniacs but the nurses just look at him.

"Poor kid, I think he went crazy , "

"He deserved it for having that tainted bloodline,"

"Yeah , I wish he would just die sooner so we don\'t have to clean after his mess."

Insulting murmurs circulated among those pushing the hospital bed, and Reign couldn\'t suppress his hysterical laughter.

It felt as though the world had played a twisted joke on him, making a mockery of all the power he had believed was real.

This prank was beyond distasteful—it was downright not funny at all.

When he reached his room, he was unceremoniously thrown inside, greeted by the familiar sight of the white room with soft padding and bright lights.

Seeing the familiar hospital bed nearby, he crawled towards it and leaned against the wall.

\'Good thing my crazy act worked,\' a grin spread across Reign\'s face.

He was a genius, so there was no way his memory would betray him.

At first, he felt as though something was clouding his mind, making him question whether what he was seeing was reality.

However, thanks to his high IQ and tempered mind, it didn\'t take long for him to snap out of it.

After that, he decided to go with the flow and act crazy.

\'Is this some kind of test?\' he asked himself as he looked around, touching his surroundings.

Everything felt real, and he was livid.

"System"

"System"

"System"

He tried calling out for assistance, but there was no response. It meant that he had to figure out a way to escape on his own, without relying on it.

"Maybe I\'m in some kind of a dream, and this test replays my memories of my most traumatizing moments," he thought aloud.

It was intentional; this place was filled with bugs and cameras .

He was trying to test if people here would react to his actions by introducing a concept that did not exist before.

"But first, I need to calm down. With my body right now, there\'s no way I could escape this place," he reasoned, his voice steady despite the urgency of his situation.

Despite the bizarre circumstances, he remained calm and focused.

He knew that panicking would only hinder his ability to think clearly.

However—

BOOOOOOOM!

A loud explosion echoed, shaking his room. He could tell that the explosion originated from above.

He forced his weak legs to stand up and stumbled towards the door, but the explosions continued, causing him to tumble to the floor multiple times over.

"What the hell is happening?" he exclaimed, his voice strained over the blaring sound of alarms.

He attempted to open the door, but to his dismay, there wasn\'t even a doorknob inside.

It was clear that this door could only be opened from the outside.

\'Shit,\' he muttered, clicking his tongue in annoyance.

The loud explosions showed no sign of stopping.

So instead of wasting his strength on futile efforts, he decided to take cover at the bottom of his bed, just in case the ceiling collapsed on him.

He wasn\'t afraid of dying in this place, but the thought of failing the test and ending up with the Bronze Domain worried him.

Until he knew the prerequisite for completing the test, staying alive was important.

Gradually, the explosions started to subside, until everything went silent for a few minutes.

CLICK!

\'A person?\' Reign peered at the door and saw a person walking in.

He figured it was a male from the black pants he wore, but he couldn\'t see his face from his vantage point under the bed.

With each step the unknown man walked towards him, Reign felt an inexplicable fear creep over him.

It was strange, considering how strong his willpower was, but in that moment, he was genuinely intimidated.

When the man\'s leg was directly in front of Reign, he heard a screeching sound as the man grabbed the bed and slowly lifted it up.

\'This..\' Reign was speechless .

Revealed before him was a figure with red eyes and white hair, so handsome and flawless that he did not looked human at all.

But he knew that face well—it was the one he\'d seen countless times on television since he was young, belonging to the person known as "The Evil Monarch.". The Strongest Being in their world.

"Why the surprise look? I know I\'m quite the looker, but no need to be shocked," The Evil Monarch chuckled, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Despite the jest, Reign couldn\'t help but feel a strange warmth in his presence.

"W— What are you doing here?" Reign asked, taken aback.

This wasn\'t at all what he had expected. If this was some kind of dream based on his memories, then why was this person here? And why did he seem so lifelike?

Wasn\'t this supposed to be a test for his domain?

"Weird, you have some interesting thoughts. Domain, huh?" The Evil Monarch mused, rubbing his chin in contemplation.

"Wait.. You can read my thoughts ?" Reign exclaimed he felt like he was exposed .

"Kid, reading thoughts is like breathing to me," The Evil Monarch chuckled. "But you really do look like your mother," he added with a heavy sigh.

Reign was taken aback.

"You remember my mother?" he stammered, feeling a surge of uncertainty.

Had he been mistaken all along?

Was this in fact reality, and his experiences in that other world just a dream to cope with stress?

"Of course, I remember her," The Evil Monarch replied, his tone softening. "She was a good woman, and you inherited a lot from her."

"And I think you\'re right," the Evil Monarch added, his voice contemplative.

"That experience you\'re talking about might be a side effect of the trauma you suffered. Do you want me to erase all of that memory and also all your time here?" he asked.

"No!" Reign hurriedly answered. "And stop reading my mind!" he protested.

"Alright, alright," The Evil Monarch nodded in agreement.

"Now, let\'s get out of this place, Reign," he offered his hand.