Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World - Chapter 495

Chapter 495: Matter of Choice
Both of them stood face to face.

Nerys looked up at him, her golden reptilian eyes bright with anticipation.

What she had experienced before stirred her emotions, and if Ember hadn’t interrupted, she would have loved to keep going.

Reign acted like he didn’t care about them, and that was absolutely true.

But he took his honest mistake as a sign that he desired her body. She wouldn’t mind serving him once he became her master.

Reign leaned down. He could tell her heart was beating faster, but he just pressed his lips against her forehead to be done with it.

A connection was built. It was warm, and he sensed no hostility at all.

After stepping back, he noticed a glowing gold symbol on her forehead—a reverse triangle with an eye at its center. It was his divine mark.

He felt his connection to it and instinctively knew what to do.

Reaching out to her forehead, he watched as she began to dissolve into particles that danced in the air before flowing into his right hand.

A white serpent tattoo spiraled around his wrist, its scales glinting as if alive.

“Come out, Nerys,”

He willed it, and the serpent tattoo began to writhe and move along his skin.

Slowly, she materialized before him again, her body solidifying as if drawn from the very ink of the tattoo itself.

“This is nice,” he nodded in satisfaction.

“Do you like it, Master?”

“Yes, absolutely!” he chuckled loudly, unable to contain his excitement.

“Next one,” he said quickly, turning to the remaining two.

He felt a surge of urgency; he was afraid they might change their minds, so he needed to tame them right away.

Reign noticed the hesitation in their eyes, especially Ember.

“Don’t waste my time. Are you in or not?”

His tone was firm, acting that he didn’t necessarily need them; rather, they were the ones who needed him.

Ember’s gaze flickered with surprise.

Deep down, she knew they needed to get a master right away.

They weren’t being completely honest about the whole losing their power thing. The reality was far grimmer: if they didn’t find a master soon, they would cease to exist.

This was also why they had hidden and avoided fighting or using their energy—battling would only speed up their decline.

She sensed the urgency in the air, the clock ticking down on their lives.

“I—I’ll do it.” Unexpectedly, Kaelin was the first to step forward.

Having used all her power up to this point, she was the one most at risk of disappearing.

She slowly walked forward, her heart racing with uncertainty. Each step felt heavy, and she also could not help but doubt if she was doing the right decision.

As she reached him, she looked up, her eyes filled with a mix of apprehension and fear.

Being quite short, she expected him to lean down, but instead, he suddenly scooped her up under her arms.

“W-What are you doing?!” she gasped, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself.

The sudden closeness made her heart race, and she could feel her pulse in her ears.

He tilted her slightly, positioning her so he could lean down and place a gentle kiss on her forehead.

As his lips touched her skin, a surge of energy coursed through her, and she felt something shift inside of her.

Just like that, the familiar mark began to appear on her forehead—a glowing symbol signifying she was now bound to him.

Kaelin blinked in surprise as she tried to process what had just happened.

“I-Is it over?” she wondered.

Before she could get an answer, she felt a familiar energy begin to fill her body.

Like Nerys, she began to transform into particles, her form gradually fading into a delicate cloud of light.

Instead of fear or pain, she felt an overwhelming sense of security was over her, as if her essence was being embraced by something much larger, both exhilarating and liberating.

She felt herself take shape as a chameleon tattoo, vibrant and alive, coiling around his left shoulder. The colors shifted subtly, blending with the tone of his skin.

“Come out, Kaelin!”

As if guided by an unseen force, the tattoo move. She felt a gentle tug, like an invisible thread pulling her out. She emerged moments later, materializing beside him.

“Master,” she said softly, bowing her head in respect.

He didn’t respond, and just ignored her. He had agreed to be their master, but that didn’t mean he had to treat them differently than before.

“Alright,” he said, glancing over at Ember, who stood a few steps away, arms crossed and a look of contemplation on her face.

“We need to wrap this up. You’re the last one, Ember. What’s it going to be?”

As Ember watched him, her expression shifted from reluctance to annoyance.

“You can’t just act like nothing’s changed, you know,” she snapped, “They’re bound to you now. At least treat them a little better.”

“Believe me, I’m being very considerate right now, and I don’t see any reason to act differently.”

He had no intention of treating them like fragile treasures that needed constant attention.

Ember huffed, clearly frustrated. “You think this is just some game?”

“It’s not a game,” he replied bluntly. “But neither is it a wedding. I’m not here to pamper them. They’re powerful beings, and they made the choice to join me. That’s enough.”

The other two divine beast exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the tension.

“He’s right,” Kaelin said softly, trying to diffuse the situation. “We chose this path ourselves.”

Reign turned to Kaelin, acknowledging her words with a slight nod, but his focus remained on Ember.

“I’m not asking for special treatment,” Ember insisted. “But we’re not just tools for you to use. We’re partners in this. You have to treat us like that.”

Reign sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he considered her request.

“I’ll think about it.”