The Villain Can't Lose

I couldn't believe my eyes as the house made of mirrors shattered down, sending everyone tumbling to the ground. The sound of shattering glass echoed in my ears as I struggled to get back up. My heart raced confusion, and my mind couldn't grasp what had just happened.

As I looked up, my gaze met the guy with the ponytail standing in front of me. His expression was fierce, and his eyebrows furrowed as he demanded an explanation. My mind was blank, and I couldn't even bother to find the words to answer his question.

The man's attention then turned to the unconscious guy lying on the ground. "Who did this to him?" he shouted.

I looked at the body, feeling no sympathy towards him. He was just another obstacle in my path. I had a score to settle, and nothing was going to stop me.

"I'm not done yet," I said, my voice laced with determination and and confidence. The man turned his gaze back to me, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.

"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of aggression.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "I mean that I have unfinished business with that guy," I said, pointing towards the unconscious body. "He's the reason why we were all here, trapped in this maze of mirrors."

The man's expression softened, and he seemed to understand my frustration. "I see," he said, nodding his head.

I looked behind the guy's shoulder and saw Dante standing there, still as a statue. I couldn't help but smirk. It didn't surprise me that the hero had come to the rescue with a teacher in tow.

As I watched, Dante's eyes met mine, and a knowing look passed between us. He knew I was up to something, and I knew that he knew. But I didn't care. I was done with these sheep, and I wanted out.

I straightened my jacket and walked past the l teacher, not bothering to give any more explanations. "I'm done here," I said, my voice cold and clipped.

The teacher tried to stop me, but I brushed past him without a second glance. "You can't just leave like that," he said, his tone incredulous.

I turned to face him, my eyes flickering with annoyance. "Watch me," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "I'm not going to waste any more of my time on these idiots."

As I walked away, I heard the teacher muttering under his breath, but I didn't care. I was done with this school, and its idiots.

As I walked inside the school, I sensed someone's presence behind me. I turned around to see Doru, standing there with a smirk on his face. "You got some nice skills," he said. "You sure you don't wanna be friends?"

I rolled my eyes. "Why would I waste my time befriending you now?" I said. "Our ranks in society are different, and you will never ever reach my level."

With that, I walked away, leaving Doru speechless. I knew he was no match for me now, and I didn't have time for his nonsense.

As The bell rang, I found myself in the library, skipping class. I was muttering to myself as I went through the books, looking for something like a magic destroyer or mana release. "How did that teacher manage to destroy my mirror technique?" I wondered.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't notice the librarian approaching me. "Excuse me," she said. "Are you supposed to be in class right now?"

I looked up, annoyed. "No," I said coldly. "I'm not interested in wasting my time with those fools."

The librarian looked taken aback, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she handed me a book and walked away.

"...what is it?"

I flipped through the pages, I couldn't help but think about Doru's words. Maybe he was right. Maybe I did need allies if I wanted to achieve my goals. But then again, why would I want to be friends with someone like him? And making allies would only make my work more difficult...

I shook my head and continued my search, determined to find a way to improve my skills and rise to the top.

I kept searching through the book, trying to find a clue as to how the teacher had managed to break my magic and cancel my mana. But the more I read, the more confused I became. It was like there was no explanation for what had happened.

As I looked up from the book, I realized that the library was uncomfortably quiet and silent. And then I noticed the librarian staring at me from the side. Something was not right.

I glanced at her hands, which seemed pretty cold for a human being. "I have to check it," I thought to myself. So, I stood up and walked to the back of the library, hoping that the librarian would follow me.

"Come on, I'm waiting," I whispered, putting the book into a case. I knew something was off, and I needed to get to the bottom of it.

To my surprise, the librarian followed me. As she walked towards me, I could see that her eyes had turned a sickly shade of green. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice cold and distant.

"I need answers," I said, my voice steady. "Why did you give me this book?"

The librarian just laughed, revealing a set of sharp teeth. "You think you're so smart," she said. "But you're nothing compared to me."

I didn't back down. "I'm not afraid of you," I said. "And matter of fact, you're pretty ugly to be a woman."

The librarian lunged at me, but I was ready. I dodged her attack and threw a punch, hitting her square in the face. She stumbled back, shocked.

"...bitch!" I kicked her in the stomach with my foot.

I kicked the librarian again, as she lay on the ground, and to my horror, her long blond hair changed into black, sewer-looking tendrils. "Demon!" I realized, my eyes widened a bit.

And with no fear, I just watched how that thing swam on the ground, two meters back, like some kind of liquid. Then it stood up, taking on its human form, and wiped the black blood coming out of its mouth. "We missed you," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Hector missed you too."