I play a Evil God in Otome Game

Jack unlocked his phone and checked the news. The headlines were filled with reports about the dead and statements from Joseph. Joseph's picture was prominently displayed, and his words had become a hot topic.

The government had yet to make any official statement. Jack thought people wouldn't take it seriously, and he was right. Most dismissed it, believing it was just another terrorist attack.

As Jack sipped his coffee, he noticed people in the café debating the issue. Many were mocking it. Jack tuned into a conversation between three young people.

"Did you see the news?" asked the young man with glasses. His friend, a blonde in a white T-shirt, scoffed. "Do you actually believe that? Anyone who does probably believes there are aliens in Area 51 too."

The young man with glasses sighed and furrowed his brows. "But the photos looked really authentic. And we all saw the light in the video."

The last member of the group, a gothic girl, smiled. "I don't believe in anything I haven't seen with my own eyes."

The blonde laughed. "Oh, stop with these theories. The idea of something like this happening in our world is ridiculous. What, a demon invasion is coming? If so, why is God doing nothing about it? No one has answers to those questions."

The young man with glasses seemed unfazed by their remarks and stood firm in his belief. "What about the soldiers' bodies? They looked like they'd been clawed to death. And the FBI agent—why would he even be there? There must have been a reason."

This time, the gothic girl interjected. "The FBI is everywhere, you idiot. I bet there was an explosion or something, maybe sabotage."

She licked her lips with curiosity as if trying to solve a mystery. The blonde smirked. "It was definitely a terrorist attack. I'm sure of it."

"What about the dimensional rift? Is that fake too?" The young man with glasses said stubbornly. This time, his friends hesitated. He smiled and pulled something out of his bag.

"Look, here's proof." He held out a piece of red skin. It was dirty but emitted a faint red glow, making it intriguing.

The gothic girl leaned in, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. "What is that? Skin?"

The young man nodded and clarified, "It's the skin of that creature."

The blonde leaned forward in disbelief to inspect the supposed monster's skin. "How did you even get this?"

The young man grinned proudly. "I found it while helping the firefighters. I pocketed it before anyone else could see."

The blonde hesitated, his expression turning worried. "Are you serious? If this—"

"Don't be such a coward, Sam," the gothic girl, Gwen, interrupted. Sam sighed and looked at her. "The FBI showing up at our door wouldn't be a good thing."

The young man, Ethan, cut them off before they could argue further. "Do you want to yell louder so everyone can hear?"

Realizing their mistake, Gwen and Sam went quiet and glanced around nervously. Sam leaned in and whispered, "So what is that thing, anyway?"

Ethan smiled and gently held up the monster's skin. "I told you, it's real. I've been trying to figure out which animal it could belong to, but nothing matches."

Gwen studied the skin intently. "So, what are you going to do with it?"

Ethan fell silent. Despite taking it, he wasn't sure what to do. Suddenly, he tensed as a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Sorry, but you'll have to hand that over," Jack said calmly. Ethan, Gwen, and Sam froze, but Gwen frowned. "That thing isn't yours. Why do you want it?"

Jack looked at her for a moment before smiling and trying to be polite. "I'm just trying to keep you from meddling in something you shouldn't."

Ethan froze as he tried to hide the skin, noticing the man's eyes on him. For a brief moment, Jack's eyes seemed to flash red.

"I'm refusing. This is ours," Ethan said, attempting to put the skin into his bag, but it was too late. Jack reached out and grabbed Ethan's hand gently.

"Kid, don't get involved in things bigger than you," Jack said seriously. "Now, give me the monster's skin."

"You can't do this!" Sam stood up to support his friend. Gwen nodded and stood as well, glaring at Jack. "You have no right to take it."

Jack remained firm. These kids didn't understand the danger they were in. If the skin's pieces were still scattered around, it meant trouble.

Just as Jack prepared to intervene, the monster's skin glowed brighter. For a moment, Ethan's irises seemed to change.

Only Jack noticed, and he grew concerned. The skin must still carry some sort of will. Ethan's mind was becoming clouded.

"Stay in control, kid," Jack said calmly. While Sam and Gwen were still confused, Ethan suddenly shouted, "You can't threaten us!"

As people in the café began to stare, Jack's expression hardened. There was no longer any point in talking. He reached for the skin.

"Hey, you!" A red-haired woman approached sternly. "Step away from them."

The newcomer had a badge on her belt, which immediately caught attention. Her green eyes were sharp as she glared at Jack. "I'm LAPD Agent Vanessa. I'm asking you what you're doing under my authority."

Jack cursed his luck and opened his mouth to explain, but Sam spoke up first, relieved. "He's threatening us, Officer. Please help."

Vanessa turned to Jack. "Well, you're under arrest. Don't make this harder than it needs to be."

Jack smirked sarcastically. "I'm not causing trouble. These kids were just about to get involved in something way over their heads. If I hadn't stopped them, it wouldn't have ended well."

Vanessa stared at him skeptically. Jack continued, "If I told you what this thing was, you wouldn't believe me."

"You can explain it at the station," Vanessa said, cuffing Jack. She found the situation odd but didn't question it further.

Jack stayed silent as Vanessa cuffed him, though he glanced at Ethan.

"If anything happens, it'll be your fault, kid. Be careful," Jack said gravely before being led away by Vanessa. As he was placed into the police car, Ethan and his friends quickly gathered their things.

They were all uneasy, realizing how close they had come to being caught. Ethan's hands trembled as he shoved the skin into his pocket. Sam glared at him accusingly. "That guy got involved because of you. Why did you even show us that thing here?"

"How was I supposed to know this would happen?" Ethan muttered, cursing his stupidity. Gwen shot them both a sharp look. "Not here. We'll talk when we get home."

Ethan realized people around them were staring curiously. Understanding the situation, he turned to leave, with Sam and Gwen following him back to their apartment.

******

"Now speak," Vanessa held the files in her hand and said calmly. "What were you doing there?"

Jack sighed and replied, "I was just helping. Besides, why am I here? I'm not the killer."

Jack looked mockingly at the interrogation room. He should consider coming here an achievement. He had been arrested in less than a week.

"Just answer the questions," Vanessa said sternly. Jack, giving up, said he would answer her questions. "Okay, boss. Just ask your questions."

"What were you looking for there?" Vanessa asked, recalling what Jack wanted to take from Ethan. Jack looked at her seriously. "I can't tell you, but know this. This thing is dangerous and harmful. Only I can destroy it."

Vanessa slammed her hand on the table in frustration. "Don't hold back. You have to tell everything."

Jack's mocking smile only irritated Vanessa more. Jack continued, "Ask whatever questions you want, but I can't answer that one."

Vanessa rubbed her forehead, feeling tense. Her nerves were fraying. With the opening of the investigation door, Vanessa turned to the newcomer.

The newcomer was a man. He had a grin on his face. His black hair was styled to the side, his clothes were simple, and he didn't hide his muscular build.

"What happened, James? Why are you here?" Vanessa asked calmly. James smiled, looked at Jack, and then, with a hint of fatigue, looked at Vanessa. "Why are you arresting so many people every day, Vanessa? Please, the cops are getting tired."

Unlike James, Vanessa trusted herself and thought her decision was correct. "Unlike the others, I have a bigger success rate. Let them work on what they have to say."

Seeing Vanessa's stubborn attitude, James didn't know what to say. "Anyway, what's the investigation about?"

"This guy threatened three young people," Vanessa said calmly. Jack smiled. James then furrowed his brow. "Why?"

"Apparently, he saw something that the young people shouldn't have seen and decided to forcefully take it from them," Vanessa said angrily. Vanessa looked at Seth, signaling her understanding with him.

"You can threaten the young ones, but come and do the same thing to someone bigger than you," James openly mocked Jack. Jack's face showed only a calm expression.

Mockingly curling his lips, Jack looked at James. "Do you trust your figure that much, officer?"

Seeing that Jack wasn't backing down, James's pride was momentarily shaken, but he managed to keep a straight face. "Yes, I do. People like you only understand these moves."

Jack and James stared at each other. Vanessa felt the tension and intervened. "Don't mess with the detectives. As long as you're here, you have to show us respect."

Jack mocked her and continued to provoke. "What if I don't show respect? What will you do then?"

Despite Jack's smile, his eyes were cold and mocking. James straightened his shoulders and showed his fist. "Then you'll be sure that this fist will explode on your face."

"I thought this was a crime among the officers," Jack said calmly. James grinned. "As long as no one sees it, there's no problem. Besides, no one cares about scum like you."

Vanessa furrowed her brow. "I can't allow you to do such a thing. You may be guilty, but we don't have that kind of authority." James pulled back in disappointment and sighed. He didn't deviate from Vanessa's words.

Jack smiled. "Come on, don't be so cowardly. After all, you're a strong man, right? Or are you a coward?" Enjoy new tales from empire

James looked at Jack and squinted his eyes. He barely controlled himself. Honestly, he had been bluffing earlier, but Jack's words had really struck a nerve.

"Go ahead, hit me," Jack said calmly. "Hit me, I promise I won't press charges."

Despite Jack's words, James held back. Vanessa wanted to intervene, but Jack continued coldly. "You have a family, don't you? Maybe a daughter?"

"Don't bring my family into this," James said harshly. Vanessa stepped forward and held him back. "Calm down, James. He's just provoking you."

"Well, he already succeeded," James said, pushing Vanessa aside and punching Jack in the cheek. A crack echoed, and James pulled back in pain.

"My hand?" James looked at his broken hand as Vanessa's eyes widened. She looked at Jack and saw that he hadn't even flinched. She was surprised and didn't understand what had happened.

"Just now—" Vanessa said in astonishment. James held his hand in pain as Jack continued. "Is that all?"

Jack smiled mockingly. James swore as he laughed. "I really didn't expect you to hit me. This was your mistake."

"James, come on! Let's fix your hand!" In the shock of the moment, Vanessa immediately took James and they left the interrogation room, but she didn't forget to lock the door.

After the two detectives left, Jack opened his fist and smiled. He had the flash drives and a wallet in his hand. Inside, there was James's ID.

For now, that was all he needed. He had to find those three young people. The most practical way was to get information from a detective's computer.

The young man named Ethan had said he was interning at the Fire Department. If this information was as Jack hoped, it should be in the police database.

Once he found the address, Jack could destroy the Beast's skin. This was the only way he could find the three young people. Jack then stood up, grabbed the key, and opened the door.

"Let's go then."

A excited smile spread across Jack's lips, and he left the room.