The Villain's Story

"That'll be 30 studs."

"Ok."

Alex, after paying for the groceries, left the convenience store and began to walk toward his dorm building.

'...I don't have much left.'

He thought as he lamented at the fact that his account had barely anything left.

And he wasn't confident in asking his family to send more.

To hell with that.

"You didn't buy much."

Oh yeah... there's also someone else.

"... it's all I need."

Alex answered Olivia as they both walked together after training with the Sword Saint.

Olivia had woken up earlier than Lucas, and so both left together.

And...while she was here she didn't stop talking.

"I don't think a single cup of ramen and coke will satiate you, especially after your injuries."

"...it'll do the job."

Alex answered in a low voice as he continued to walk back.

His body was still aching, and he wasn't sure when he was going to fall.

He couldn't buy potions freely like Olivia and Lucas, and neither did he want to ask Master Arken for potions...especially after the brutal beating.

He didn't know...but his body was reaching its limit.

It was unknown when...but it was reaching its limit.

Without a shadow of a doubt.

"Hmm, you're not very talkative are you."

Olivia said as she walked beside him while keeping her eyes ahead.

"Anyways, can you show me your attribute now?"

'this again?'

She always wanted to see his attribute, even when he told her multiple times it was useless.

She pestered him for days...always wanting to see his attribute...and finally, he hit his breaking point and showed her.

His hand began to exude a grey smoke, one that seemed lifeless.

Olivia, taken by surprise, jumped back but immediately grabbed Alex's hand and began to examine the grey light coming out from it.

"...interesting."

She muttered and continued to babble on in a low voice.

"Since you can actually manifest it in the form of mana...that means it's an actual element and you aren't just affinity less..."

"But what properties does it have? The name doesn't give any hints except...

nothing?"

Alex pulled his hand away and stopped supplying mana to his hand, and the grey light disappeared.

"Ah! Why did you do that?"

Alex didn't respond to her and continued to move on along.

'...why does she never understand?

It's useless.'

A useless attribute, and Me who is even more useless.

What a perfect duo.

He continued to walk forward...he didn't know when he would faint from the pain constantly assaulting his body.

"Hey! We can study your attribute together at my lab when you have the time!

It's floor 18 of The Dragon Dorm!

You can come anytime!"

He heard her shout from behind, ignored her, and hurried to his room.

'...what was her rank...8?'

He thought as he continued to walk towards his dorm.

Man....all the rest are top 10 students.

Meanwhile im not even in the top hundred.

Olivia Olsfer, Ranked 8th among the first years.

Lucas Hiddlestone, Ranked 4th among the first years...

And Alan Peccator...ranked number one among the first years.

And honestly...he felt like nothing compared to them.

How could he, ranked 998 even feel something like being their equal?

"khk..."

Alex groaned in pain as he fastened his pace...until.

"Well well, look who we have here!"

A voice that he never wanted to hear responded in his ear...and he felt someone grab his shoulder from behind.

"You son of a bitch, you thought I forgot your attitude in the labyrinth?"

Alex cursed his luck as he heard that detestable voice and turned around to be met with the handsome face of the bastard he hated the most.

Kyle Flare...along with some of his 'goons.'

Kyle's grip on his shoulder increased, and Alex...due to the training he received...instinctively used mana to reinforce that area because of the sudden pain...

And immediately regretted that decision.

"...This son of a bitch is getting cocky."

Kyle sneered as his hand began to glow red and smoke could be seen rising.

Alex endured the searing hot pain and gritted his teeth.

"Hey, bastard I got a question.... where is the rank first now?"

"He's not coming to save you now!"

"Best him up kyle!"

As Alex heard their voices...he still didn't do a thing.

He knew he couldn't...and he knew the repercussions of doing so...

And he also thought he stood no chance.

"Hey, why don't you peacefully come with us to my room, I'll be nice and let you experience a dragon dorm room!"

Kyle snickered as he applied even more mana to torture Alex's shoulder.

This was as far as he could go in public....hence the invitation to invite Alex to his room to give him the beating he truly deserved.

Kyle knew his limits...and he knew someone from Shield was currently watching this unfold.

Fortunately for him, he could just bribe the person.

And unfortunately for Alex...kyle flare also had a bit of a short temper.

"Hey, bitch. If you think shield gives a damn about student violence...do you honestly think they'll defend you, rank...what was your rank again?"

"Ah fuck it. It honestly doesn't matter... they won't care about rank 6 assaulting you anyway."

Kyle launched a punch straight toward Alex's face...yet Alex's thoughts were something that would shock Kyle if he knew about them.

'...so slow.'

To Alex, He could see the punch inching closer and closer to his face...

As it traveled every inch...he could see it clearly...and very slowly.

It was such a slow punch that he honestly felt bored waiting for it to arrive.

He could've reacted...but he just chose not to.

He could've accurately landed about 3 punches in the time it took that lunch to reach his face but...he just didn't.

Alex too was shocked at how he could just see the punch inching closer and closer to his face...but he was too scared to do anything about it.

Alas, no matter how slow he perceived it, it was still coming.

And it came...the punch came closer and closer to his face until it hit his face.

*Bam!*

Yet...Alex didn't even move an inch back.

His nose was bleeding even more, yet he didn't move back an inch.

This was shocking to Alex...and honestly, the punch he had just received felt like someone was tickling him.

One...was bound to feel that when he was regularly taking punches from the SWORD SAINT out of all people.

"...this son of a bitch."

Kyle's anger flares up even higher as he was mocked by Alex for not moving a muscle from his punch.

He dares to humiliate me like this?

He did this even in the labyrinth.

That's it...im gonna fucking roast you alive today.

Kyle had made up his mind.

And he readied his mana...and was about to unleash a damn fireball in public,when a voice that neither he nor Alex expected interrupted him.

"What the fuck are you doing?"