As the sweet, melodic voice of the busty, young woman in front of him invaded his mind, he felt a thrill that almost made him hard.
'Fuck, is the voice of these beauties enough to make a man hard in this new world?' Kiyoma thought, confusion filling his mind like a pang.
Suppressing his desire, he turned his head. The young, beautiful woman was still there, kneeling beside the bed. She was like a beauty that had come straight out of a Pinterest art.
'Act! I need to act right now and gather information.' He thought, setting his head straight.
'I know I'm not in my old body, so it's safe to assume that she is the servant of my predecessor whose body I am occupying!'
'But I need time... wait! Head injury? That might work. From what I've seen, she seems genuinely worried about the predecessor!' Thinking of that, he brought his hand to his temple, letting his fingers press lightly against his fair, pale skin.
Showing a slight wince on his face, he murmured, "My head..."
His voice was hoarse. It felt immensely unfamiliar in his throat, so much so that it was causing him inconvenience.
"It... aches!" He continued, "Could you... Get me some water?"
As much as it was a request, this was also a test of some sort. He wanted to know if she would obey or if she could disobey. Depending on the answer to this, he would have to change the strategy that he had never come up with.
Hearing him, a flicker of concern passed over her flawless, fair features. "Of course, young master! At once."
But as expected, she didn't hesitate, and even showed concern for the boy, which had confirmed something for him.
He was in a higher position than this beautiful lady!
She hurriedly but gracefully rose, her robe rustling softly. She gave him one last worried look before her body disappeared from his view.
'What?' As much as it surprised him, it also made him worried.
This lady was at least sure to be powerful as hell!
"If a mere servant is this much powerful, I'd better hope the parents of this new body don't notice anything different!" Thinking of what would happen to him if he were to be found to be an imposter who had stolen the body of their precious son...
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, covering the entirety of his forehead without much effort.
Silence once again arrived in the room, making him a bit at ease.
Sitting on the silken sheets that were pooling around his waist, he looked at his hands.
They were pale, a bit too pale, with slender and long fingers.
As much as he didn't believe it, he also felt an immense amount of strength emitting from them, like a strength that could flatten a mountain if he so wanted.
'Whose body am I in? Who was that woman just now? And why is she calling me "young master"?' He questioned yet found no answer to it. Only silence!
There were a lot of questions he wanted to ask, such as why he was here, why he alone was summoned once again, and stuff, but he found it to be useless. At the moment, there was no one he could trust nor ask.
Just then, like thunder, all of a sudden, a flood of information hit him in the head like a pang, making him clutch his head in pain.
"Argh!!!!!" He wanted to scream, but he bit his lips. He knew that the walls might have ears, so it was better to suppress the urge to scream like a little girl.
After what felt like an eternity, the pain suddenly disappeared, leaving him with answers that he had no access to previously.
"Nine Ethereal Heavens...?" He muttered. This was the immortal world, a world of cultivation where people steal from the heaven to gain strength that is permanently theirs.
"So my new name is Wang Ling, huh?" He muttered. That was his name now, and it didn't just give him a no-name body, but the body of the sole heir to the strongest power in this immortal world.
Not just that, he found out that he had powers too! Not just any, but the powers of a profound immortal realm, which meant that if he wanted, he could flat-out destroy his previous world, Earth, if he wanted, and not with struggle but with absolute ease.
'What a fat cheat!' Thinking of this newfound power and the backing he had, he grinned.
As long as he played the part he remembers from the memories of his predecessor, he had everything: wealth, power, etc. If he wanted a star, he'd have one within moments; that's how much power his family held.
But just as he was about to relax and digest the newfound information—[Ding!]—he heard something again! This time, something much more familiar.
"Wait, what?" He said, letting out his shock with a gasp.
'Have I gone mad from that flood of memories?' He thought, his eyes widening with a much wider grin.
[System initializing....]
[Scanning for host!]
[Host confirmed: Wang Ling]
[Alignment Confirmed: Main Villain]
'System? Main villain?' He voiced out his confusion.
But before he could say anything, a screen of light, visible only to him, materialized in front of his vision.
[Congratulations, host, on activating the Netori system.]
[And to answer your question: This world is infested with anomalies: Transmigrators, Reincarnators, Regressors. They are the protagonists of their own stories, and to them, you are the final obstacle, the tyrant they must kill to advance. You may also call it: The Fated Enemy. The moment you are to be seen or to be sensed by them, you will be marked as a villain, regardless of your actions.]
'Huh? What? You can hear me?'
'And what the fuck do you mean "regardless of my action"?' Wang Ling said, expressing his frustration.
Didn't that mean that no matter if he were righteous, kind, or not so kind, they would STILL mark him as a villain that they must kill???
[Yes, that's right. You understood it correctly, and your purpose is to thrive as the villain, to steal or claim their women as yours. Your ultimate growth is tied to this. So, the faster you accept your role, the better and faster you will grow!] The system remarked, its tone monotonous without a shred of humanity.
Digesting all of this newfound information, Wang Ling stared at the blue screen filled with text. For a moment, he was in deep thought before a smile broke out.
'What a troublesome thing to have right on my back,' He muttered, scratching the back of his head, which was both a gesture that showed casualness and deep calculation.
He was, at his heart, a hedonist, so the idea of taking what he wanted or desired was not something out of the blue.
'If I can gain power, survival, and pleasure, then so be it. Even if I must be a villain in the eyes of others, I would do it. After all, I am the "Villain", aren't I?'
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A/N: Check out Power System chapter to better understand the power levels. I'll update it when needed, like example, for now, it only has cultivation realms, but it will be updated when i need to introduce more power systems (eg; Body Cultivation, Soul Cultivation, etc)