i am a vilian of the novel I hate the most

Chapter 1: The Villain's Arrival

The soft light of morning crept through the curtains, gently stirring me from my restless sleep. I slowly opened my eyes, blinking away the remnants of a nightmare, though reality wasn't much better. The weight of frustration settled over me like a heavy cloak as I stared up at the ceiling, my mind spinning.

"Hah, this nonsense again," I muttered under my breath, the all-too-familiar bitter taste of defeat in my mouth. The cycle never ended.

I was Raghav Ye King, the sole heir of the Ye King family. A powerful family, yes, but in this cursed world, none of that mattered when you're trapped in a never-ending story.

You might be wondering why I said that. Why the frustration? Why the bitterness? Simple. I've been reincarnated into this novel world, and I've tried—tried—to destroy it over 40, maybe 50 times. Each time I fail. Each time I'm dragged back into the same cycle, the same battle, the same sorry conclusion.

Honestly, I'm beyond tired of it. It's been a game of cat and mouse where the world itself has become my enemy, mocking me with its resets. Every time I try to take a step forward, I'm pushed two steps back. Characters I've eliminated come back stronger. The plot rewinds, leaving me stuck in the same trap over and over again. And the protagonist? Don't get me started.

"Why do I even bother?" I muttered, clenching my fists in frustration.

So why did I keep fighting? It's because of this godforsaken system—a meddlesome force in my life that's been telling me that I must eliminate the so-called "protagonists" and "heroines" who stand in my way. That's its directive. And I've been following it blindly, doing its bidding. But after all these failures, I'm done.

I'm done with being the villain in the same tired story. So, I've decided to change my approach. Instead of going head-to-head with the protagonist like before, I'll take a different route—manipulation. I'll control the heroines and bend their wills to my own. And the protagonist? I'll crush him without ever laying a hand on him. It's time I took control of this narrative.

And that's when I made my decision. Instead of outright destruction, I'd twist the rules in my favor. I'd make the world work for me, starting with those heroines. They'd all be mine in the end, and I'd make sure they understood just who was really pulling the strings.

"System, show my status window."

The familiar voice of the system echoed in my mind, its digital presence flaring to life.

[System received host command. Analyzing data...]

[Name: Raghav Ye King

Age: 21

Cultivation Level: Qi Gathering Realm

Mage: Master Realm

Physique: 30 (for normal humans, 10 is average)

Charm: 100 (50-100 for normal humans)

Mana: 3000/3000 (100 for normal humans)

Skills: Eye of Destiny (God Level), Manipulation Master (God Level), God Killing Slash (God Level), Yin-Yang Qi Cultivation Art (God Level)

{Cooking, Shooting, Swordsmanship, Spear Combat, Archery, Computer Systems, Driving} (All God Level)

Heroines Conquered: 0

Protagonists Conquered: 0

Novel World: Supreme Sword Saint Returns.]

I skimmed through the information, noting the disparity between my power and the weaklings I had to contend with. The numbers were certainly promising. But there was still something missing. Something that always slipped from my grasp.

Suddenly, a new voice resonated in my mind, as if to answer my frustration.

(System successfully connected to the host.)

[The Compliment and Complaints System greets the host.]

I froze. A new voice? I wasn't prepared for this. The first system had been a disaster. The second one was barely a step up. And now... this? What was going on?

"Oh, you're the new system," I said, a sarcastic chuckle escaping my lips. "Just what I need—a new voice in my head."

"Host, I am Koneka," the voice replied, sweet and surprisingly cheerful, as if my sarcasm hadn't even fazed it. "I am your new system, here to assist you in navigating your goals and the complexities of this world."

"Well, let's get one thing straight," I said, rubbing my temples as I tried to stave off a headache. "I don't need another system just to hear me vent about my life. I need you to help me take control of this chaotic world. My first system didn't cut it, and the second one was an utter failure."

"I understand your frustration, Host," Koneka said, her voice laced with sympathy. "I am here to guide you. Whatever you require, I will assist you to the best of my ability. I won't share your private thoughts unless you ask me to."

I paused, the edge of skepticism dulling. "Good," I said after a moment of contemplation. "First, I want you to keep my strategies and plans confidential. No leaks, no surprises. I don't want the heroines getting a heads-up on my moves. If I tell you to transfer my inner thoughts, make sure it's only that—my inner thoughts, not our conversations."

"Understood," Koneka replied instantly, her tone filled with a sincerity that made me hesitate. "I will ensure your plans are kept private. Our conversations will remain strictly between us."

That was promising. I hadn't had a system that actually listened to me before. It was a start.

"Okay, then," I said, my voice hardening with a new resolve. "Start transferring my inner voice to the heroines now. I want them to hear my thoughts when I plan my next move. I want to make sure they know exactly how I feel as I make my play."

"Commencing transfer now," Koneka confirmed. "Your inner thoughts will be accessible to the heroines, but our private conversations will remain untouched. They will hear you when you speak your mind, but I will protect your privacy."

This was it. This was the tool I needed. Now, I could manipulate the heroines directly. I could control their actions, bend them to my will. I could finally turn the tables.

Tomorrow was a crucial day. The first and main heroine, my fiancée, would be coming to cancel our marriage. The moment she steps into my grasp, it'll be the perfect opportunity to set my plan into motion.

I smirked as the day ahead unfolded in my mind. It was time to show them all who was truly in control.

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