Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

'Do I really want a second body?' Reign thought to himself.

He pondered the idea, recognizing its potential benefits and the additional possibilities it could offer him.

For example, he could cultivate a new body with a completely different type of power than what he had right now.

This way, he would have more options in case he encountered someone against whom his current race was weak against.

Plus, even though the system said that he could not use the two bodies at the same time, he felt that this was not a limitation of the skill, but rather a limitation of his own mind.

In the future, if he could learn or acquire a mutation organ that allowed him to divide his consciousness and multitask, then he didn't really see why he could not use both bodies.

It was like playing a game with two joysticks. It was definitely challenging, but not impossible.

That wasn't the only reason he wanted another body.

First of all, it was true that he could prevent others from detecting that he was a demon ,and his mask works wonders right now thanks to his improve control, but it was still far from perfect.

If one day he encountered someone powerful who could discern even the smallest details, he risked exposing himself.

Having a second body resembling a human form would enable him to blend in and act inconspicuously, and also...

Reign looked at his bottom and realized that it was as flat as a chopping board.

He hadn't paid much attention to it before, too preoccupied with his hunger for more strength. But now, he felt like he should have that thing, not for any perverted reasons, of course.

It wasn't so much about the desire for a human organ but rather about retaining a sense of masculinity.

After all, before becoming a monster, he had still been male, and the absence of such anatomy felt off.

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Even Wick had one, and he was a demon dog.

In fact, all the demons he had met so far had them , proving their masculinity.

Hell, even this garbage and mindless corrupteds has one.

As for him using it to fulfill some of his darkest desires?

That was still out of the question

For him, the pleasure of eating and growing stronger far outweighed any other temptation.

Till now, he hadn't thought about perverted things at all with the opposite gender.

Even Cyril, whom he found pleasing to the eye, and has a good personality vanished from his thoughts completely after he got busy.

'I need to be wiser,' Reign muttered to himself, shaking his head to rid of him with such superficial thoughts.

The stronger he became, the more useless thoughts seemed to infiltrate his mind.

Who cares if he didn't have one? He would just kill anyone who dared to insult him.

Shifting his focus, he double-checked his Dark Points and noted with satisfaction that he currently had over 250,000.

After devouring everything, he estimated he could earn up to 600K.+

With this amount, he faced a decision: he could either purchase the X100 Slot for 700K and save 300K, or he could save it until he had enough for 1.5 M Dark Dust to buy the Seed Cloner.

'I'll just save it for now. I'm really fond of saving points,' Reign said, scratching his head.

With him joining the fray, the killing became much faster.

When he was done with his area, he started devouring the remaining corpses and used his remaining slots to summon weak puppets to haul the dead bodies, which were far away.

He could release his puppets anytime to free up slots, so this was not a big issue.

With the 55 puppets working together, they resembled a bunch of laborers slowly hoisting the corpses of the corrupted onto their shoulders and then piling them up neatly.

Reign on the other hand just jump from one pile to another and enjoying the benefits of having a bunch of slaves serving him.

'This is the life, well technically my second life,' he chuckled inwardly, trying to add some humor so he wouldn't be bored in this desolate place.

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"Have you heard the reports from the scouts? They're saying an Alterado Grande formed in Summit City," a man in a black coat remarked, his hand casually reaching for a cigarette.

"An Alterado Grande? In a tier 4 city?" The shock was obvious in the voice of a woman in her 30s, her hand instinctively tightening around the hilt of her sword.

Her attire, a fitted black spandex with intricate metal brace which complement her hair that was artificially colored black.

"That's why the higher-ups are having a headache. Normally, Alterado Grande only form in places saturated with high density miasma, mostly found in Tier 2 cities. This case is unprecedented . A lot of weird stuff has been happening since that day." He sighed.

"Do you mean what happened over a year ago?" The woman's voice quivered as she spoke, her expression growing somber, her gaze distant as she recalled the memory.

It was a day that froze the whole world in its tracks, a moment where time itself seemed to stop.

Inside the city, life went on unaware because of the barrier, but beyond its protective veil, a huge phenomenon unfolded.

For a brief, minute, all the miasma in the world vanished out of thin air.

Back then, they finally saw a glimpse of the unblemished sky, the real radiant sun blessing them.

The memory of tears tracing her cheeks resurfaced , a reminder of that fleeting hope, the belief that perhaps the nightmare had ended.

But just as quickly as it vanished, the suffocating miasma returned, swallowing reality whole, leaving only the echo of what could have been.

After that, instead of hope, what followed was the total despair.

The Corrupteds grew stronger and more aggressive, their attacks intensified as if driven by an unseen urgency to eradicate humanity as quickly as possible.

"That day was beautiful, wasn't it? The real sun, it's still far more beautiful than the artificial ones we're confined to within this barrier," the man spoke, his voice tinged with longing .

The woman nodded in agreement.

"Do you think," she mused, a wry smile curling her lips, "that what happened that day was some sort of sign?"

"A sign for what ?"

"I don't know. Sometimes, I feel like the miasma vanished because something changed," she paused, contemplating her own words.

"Maybe someone came to our world to save us?" she forced a smile, knowing full well that she sounded crazy and childish.

The man remained silent for a moment, his thoughts swirling as he processed the woman's words. Finally, he smoked his cigarette before responding.

"I mean, we live in a world where demons and Corrupteds exist. It wouldn't be too far-fetched to entertain the idea that angels and aliens exist too," he chuckled, attempting to lighten the atmosphere and dispel the lingering awkwardness.

"I hope angels and aliens do save us from this hell," the woman sighed, her voice heavy with weariness and longing for salvation from the chaos that surrounded them.

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Authors Note:

I'll be posting just two chapters today; bonus chapters will follow on later dates.

Unfortunately, I had a minor accident resulting in swelling of my right hand.

Although I can manage to write with one hand, I'm feeling unwell, possibly due to the swelling.

So, I've decided to rest early today.