The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"You have eight seconds, seven seconds--"

"Beast! I'll kill you!"

The wild beast roared and rushed towards the Wendigo. The terrifying aura lingering around it made the latter's brows raise slightly, but they quickly returned to normal.

"That alone is not enough." He slapped Xitana away again and said, "We have set up the most complete domain within 50 meters to block all communications and spying."

"And I didn't kill you because I wanted to be respectful of Anser and Flamel, two generations of Hydra. I'm not sure Anser did anything to you. The safest way to kill you is to make you commit suicide. The time has come."

Another person appeared in Wendigo's hand, this time it was Carver, another friend of Sitana. Before he could react, or even look at Sitana, his neck was broken.

"Are you still going to do useless work?" Wendigo looked down at Xitana who kept attacking him but didn't cause any damage, not even breaking his clothes. "There are only seven seconds left until the next one."

"Wait... No, don't!"

With her palms shattered and blood dripping from her palms, Hitana screamed in terror, "No! I want to die, I want to die! No!"

"very good."

Wendigo nodded with satisfaction: "I will watch you from a distance. Don't try to escape or notify Hydra. If you make any movement, I will risk offending Hydra and kill everyone in the village."

The Wendigo disappeared, leaving behind Hitana, who had broken countless bones, sitting slumped on the spot.

There was no pain on my friend's face, and there was still some joy of finding himself.

Sitana, no more screaming, no more crying.

She looked at the bodies of her friends and laughed convulsively, sharp, intermittent, crazy, and... dead silent.

Ah, it turns out that I am nothing.

I am nothing. Without Hydra, without Anther, I am nothing.

I could only watch him kill Yota and Carver, and then listen to him and kill myself.

He even did this, he wanted me to commit suicide, he was willing to kill everyone in the village, just to make Anser no longer a threat.

My value lies only in this.

It turns out that I am nothing.

At this moment, Xitana finally understood

"Hehe... this is... what you wanted."

Xitana pulled her face in a trance, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth: "So, this is what you wanted, Anser, hehehe...hahahaha..."

Hitana finally understood why Hydra trampled on her dignity and life at that time.

——That devil, what he needs is not an ignorant, muddled clown or loyal dog who is unaware that his life consciousness is being manipulated and who enjoys it.

What he needs is someone who, even though he knows that his life has been torn to pieces and shattered, even though he knows that his dignity and values ​​have been crushed into dregs, even though he is furious and hates others, under the ruthless slaughter of love and the contemptuous ridicule of reality... can recognize his own weakness, waste, and worthlessness.

Then, become a ghost who is willing to give up himself.

A puppet that voluntarily kills itself.

Because at this moment, when Sitana was already dead, the self-mutilating wolf realized one thing.

——In this world, everyone denies her value.

The people she wanted to help denied her value, the people she loved denied her value, and even... the people who were supposed to be her kind and walking on the same path as her also denied her value.

But only, only the person she hated to the core, told her countless times:

[I firmly believe in your talent and strength]

Only at this desperate, ridiculous, and absurd final moment did Sitana understand this truth.

That devil, the devil she hated, the devil she loved deeply.

Even if he wanted to erase her self and kill her soul.

There has never been even a moment when I denied the meaning and value of her existence.

Shitana took out the short knife from her waist and pointed it at her heart.

I'm sorry, Ansel, I'm sorry... I seem to understand... too late.

If I had known earlier, I would have been your puppet. Even if I had nothing left, even if I had abandoned my dignity and self, you would still... care about me, respect and acknowledge me, right?

I'm sorry, I can't be your puppet, I'm going to die like this.

It seems...there's nothing wrong with it.

Because I... because I don't want to be your puppet. Do I have to become like that in order to be with you?

If I die like this, I won't have to worry, I won't have to be entangled, I won't have to suffer about such things, and I won't have to hate you anymore.

The hand holding the dagger began to tremble. The enlightenment born in the endless despair and the desire rekindled by this enlightenment made the girl unable to kill herself without hesitation.

But if you die... you won't even be qualified to be a puppet.

Ansel, will you feel sad for me?

Anser, am I really...that worth it?

"Anser..."

The dead girl is here, craving for a response that shouldn't even exist.

With tears streaming down her face, she placed the tip of the knife against her heart:

"Don't... don't give up on me."

So this moment——

A darkness deeper than the night flowed from the door.

It is a purity that blends everything and all, and it is also a transcendence that encompasses all things and laws.

That is the abyss.

The monster standing at the end of the abyss casts a glance at the mortal world.

Then, Ansir Hydra stepped out of the door of the abyss and came to the world.

"I heard you, dear Sitana."

The devil squatted down and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"So, I came to fulfill my promise."

ps:

Today I updated 1.3 words, I can’t stand it anymore

I don't know what you think of this part. Xitana's "recapture" training will basically end in the next chapter. As for what the final climax I mentioned is... Hehe, I can only say that I feel so good...

Chapter 5: Destiny and the Future (Part ) (K)

Anser stroked Xitana's head and said gently, "Long time no see, Xitana."

His voice and image were so clear and distinct in Hitana's eyes. They were no longer the vague illusion in the dream, nor were they the illusory phantoms she saw in a trance after her gradual collapse in the past few days.

Before Hitana's eyes was the real Ansir Hydra, who could be touched by her.

The dagger fell to the ground, and the trembling girl could no longer control her emotions. She threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

All the loneliness, all the fear, all the despair, all the... misunderstanding and self-denial of these days were vented at this moment.

She tried very hard to stop herself from crying and to not look so weak and miserable, but she couldn't stop the tears and sobs.

"Anser...Anser..."

The wolf, who had lost everything and even her own self, hugged Ansher tightly, hugging the only thing she had left.

"You saved me again... again..."

The girl murmured to herself in shame and humility, and her body, which seemed so delicate at the moment, still couldn't stop shaking.

"It wasn't me who saved you, Sitana, it was you who saved yourself."

Anser held Xitana's cheek and said softly:

"The mark on your body will only take effect when you are unwilling to give up your life. Only if you don't want to die, will I come to your side."

He lowered his head and gently touched Xitana's forehead:

"I won't give up on you unless you don't give up on yourself."

"……But."

There was peace and confusion in Hitana's tear-filled eyes.

Don’t give up…on yourself.

But I had clearly already—

"Okay, next, let's talk privately between the two of us."

Anser let go of Xitana temporarily, but still held one of her hands, and turned to look at the endless darkness:

“So, we need to ask irrelevant people to leave.”

"Wendigo, leader of the New World Dark Flood Force."

Anser's voice was very calm, but within this calmness there was a kind of terrifying pressure that only the strong could sense...

That is something that cannot be reduced even if one splits oneself into nine parts. It comes from the absolute oppression of Hydra, the doomsday monster at the sixth stage of the Abyss and the [End] level!

"One of the eleven fifth-stage commanders in the New World, an absolute supporter of the Destruction Faction, and a top illusion master."

He couldn't help laughing, as if this reality was too absurd: "A person like you is willing to work as a laborer in this village for such a long time just to force Xitana to commit suicide. Should I admire your determination or lament your indifference?"

"...Hydra." The low voice of Wendigo came from all directions.

"What? You just called me and you still don't want to show up?" Ansher raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Only a fool would make a meaningless gamble at this moment."

The Wendigo's presence seemed to have melted into the night, but its voice was everywhere:

"No one knows what you can do, and to what extent... Just like I thought the boundary I set up had isolated everything, but in the end you were still able to land beside Lance."

"Because people learn from their mistakes." Anser said something meaningless. "When you are hurt deeply enough, you either stay away from things that can hurt you, or try your best to... prevent yourself from getting hurt in advance, right?"

Wendigo was silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding: "I see... If that's the case, it's normal that you put a lot of effort into 'protection'."

"What do you want to tell me?" Anser said leisurely, while caressing Xitana gently. "If you want to leave, I can't stop you."

The Wendigo fell silent again, as if he was thinking about something seriously.

"…No, I don't think it's the right time yet. If there's anything I want to say, there's probably only one."

"Hydra, we are not your enemies. I believe you are well aware that you and your race will only have one enemy."

"Not the Emperor, not the Empire, not me, but the madness that consumes you, the abyss that swallows you."

After that, no more sound was heard.

The bright moonlight under the deep night seemed to become clearer, and the domain that shrouded the surroundings dissipated, announcing the complete withdrawal of the Wendigo.

And...the two extremely lifelike corpses on the ground also disappeared.

"Yo, Yota? Carver?!"

Hitana's pupils shrank suddenly, and she almost instinctively tried to crawl over using her hands and feet, but was held back by Ansel.

"Don't worry, that's not true. Your friends are still looking for you everywhere."

The young Hydra smiled and consoled him, "I told you, Wendigo is the empire's foremost master of illusion. If you don't put in some effort, even I, who am now, might be fooled, let alone you."

“So…so!”

Xitana grabbed the corner of Anser's clothes tightly, with the expectation and desire in her eyes so clear: "They are okay? They are okay, right?"

Anser sighed: "It seems that it is still a bit too much... But it doesn't matter."

Even though he said this, he still repeated it patiently: "Your friends and your family are not harmed. Although the Destroyers are dangerous radicals, they are not radical enough to this extent. They are just forcing you to submit and let you commit suicide."