F*ck Yeah! I'm The Villain

Sometimes

We lose ourselves

For a while,

And that's okay.

Just make sure

Your comeback

is stronger than your setback.

~ a quote

It's been a week since the talk between master and I. Cultivating and planning dilligently, I am now ready to begin the execution of my maids.

I have noticed that they've gotten really bold. Trying to poison I, Thee Great Aunt. They put the 8 petaled lotus in my congee this morning. It's effects, are said to eat one's body from the inside out. they really want to die early. But no worries, I can grant their wish.

"I reauested for you two here, to ask you some questions.

Every night, after you leave my manor, do you perhaps meet up with anyone during those hours."

Drumming my fingers on the booster chair I stare coldly at them. Make no mistake, my cute and loveable appearance must not be underestimated, I can be one fierce kitten if you provoke me.

Their attitudes change at the question, muscles becoming tense.

"Miss, we would never. You are our master. Does miss not trust nubi's anymore. Is miss trying to get rid of us by saying that we are ŀustrous creatures."

My lips form a frown. Labelling me as a suspicious master, who at such a young age wants to ruin her maid's reputations out of jealousy. Really makes one's insides churn. If others over heard her, I really would have no face.

"Haha this nubi sure can joke. But, 'sigh', I was never one for beating around the bush." Before they could even read into my words I have already attacked. I give the one who I peed on way back, Marissa a Huiyin Palm Strike to the head. Instantly killing her. Master taught me it.

The blood splatters everywhere, including onto my clothes, hmph, and they were white too. Jasmine, the more controlled one seemed shocked for a moment before getting into fighting stance. She unsheathes a sword from her space ring and goes on the offence.

I don't have a weapon.

To help you get a clearer picture (she wasnt wearing the clothes either btw)

Using the only element that I have cultivated strongly with, wind, I perform the willowing blast. The air becomes coarse and cuts her skin. Like one thousand tiny knives. Blood instantly soaks her clothes, sticking to her skin.

Her hair is everywhere, the appearance makes for a gruesome sight, especially with the dead maid with a bashed in skull, lying on the round next to her. The blow is detrimental to her mana supply. Ha ha ha. Let's see if she can keep this tough act up for long.

"I see miss has been hiding herself deeply in the shadows. Too bad, this one is prepared to fight to the death. I'm sure it will be easy to defeat such a pathetic little baby. Who still drinks brėȧstmilk." This bitch talks too much. The nerve of her to bring up such a dark past.

She does a swirling motion with a sword. Spirits come rushing forth their eyes a deep rich red. With a ghastly white face their mouthes form and 'O' shape. Horrifying screams coming from them. The sound is extremely eerie and bone chilling.

"I call upon the souls of the 18th layer of hell, ȧssisst me in this battle....." the spirits lunge forth at me. Trying to deplete my life force evidently eating my soul. My body is burning with pain, heart beat and lungs working in over drive as I try to breathe. I can see black spots in my vision, limbs swaying from side to side.

I can hear the demonic being's voices inside my mind. Like a mantra they will me to give up. I can feel their long claws grabbing my skin, the metallic taste of blood gushing up my throat. I puke it up. My internal injuries are more serious than I thought it would be.

I can feel the sword as it stabs into my stomach. My eyes popping out wide in horror.

This can't be......Am I gonna die?

Ehem, I am feelimg better. Yay. Thank you for the hesrt warming comments. Some people really wanted a chapter update and I really didn't have anythig to do so why not?

Hope you like this cliff hanger mwahahaha! How is it for my first time.

The new name isssss "Lil Baddies" because your author is a badass.

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Thank you to the creative commentor who came up with it, you are forever in my good books.