Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

"I was careless!"

"Damn you, stinky dog!" Without caring about revenge, Mitsui Tsubasa hurriedly checked the wound on his leg.

However, to his shock, his legs were completely intact, not even his clothes were damaged. But the excruciating pain did not diminish at all, as if the attack just now was just an illusion.

“What on earth is…” An inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

Is it the consciousness that is hurt? Or is it the soul?

He had to suppress these doubts in his heart, because the situation was deteriorating rapidly. His screams obviously alarmed the surrounding shadows, and they began to swarm in from all directions.

Run! This was the only thought in Mitsui Tsubasa's mind.

He didn't care about long-term plans, randomly chose a direction with fewer shadows, and ran desperately.

While running, he tried hard to recall the plot of the original work, trying to find an opportunity to awaken the personality mask.

Will to fight? Anger? Reluctance? How can you try, can you really win against a group of shadows?

Forget it, I'd better run first, try to leave the pursuers behind as much as possible, and then look for an opportunity.

The strong physique he had developed through hard training since childhood came in handy at this moment.

After a few minutes, he had left most of the shadows far behind and found a fork in the road with almost no shadows.

The bad news, however, is that the small number of remaining shadows seems impossible to get rid of.

We have to admit that people may not be people sometimes, but dogs are really dogs!

Including the initial one that attacked him, as well as several other shadow dogs of similar size, they chased him relentlessly at an astonishing speed.

After trying several times to speed up and escape but to no avail, Mitsui Tsubasa began to panic and his mind became confused.

Just then he caught a glimpse of the door at the end of the fork.

“Cable maintenance room.”

Seeing the sign on the door, Mitsui Tsubasa felt a glimmer of hope.

Could this be a safe room?

"Crack!"

The next moment, his hopes froze.

"Kakaka!"

After pushing the door several times in disbelief, Mitsui Tsubasa discovered in despair that the door was locked tightly.

This is a dead end road...

Chapter 3: Awakening of the True Self

In an instant, it seemed as if the whole world had left him.

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he felt a slight chill on his back. Mitsui Tsubasa stiffened his body, staggered, and turned around with difficulty, looking at the shadow that was chasing him.

The five dog-shaped shadows dispersed tacitly, blocking all escape routes.

There is no way forward and there are pursuers behind.

The schoolbag tightly held in his hands became his only comfort.

When faced with a desperate situation, the distracting thoughts in my mind melted away silently like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

As his heartbeat sounded like a drum, Mitsui Tsubasa was surprised to find that the discomfort in his body began to ease.

The stiffness disappeared, the trembling stopped, and even the fear in my heart was dispelled.

Instead, a burning passion gathered in my chest.

The end of fear is not despair, but anger!

"My new life has just begun, how can I die here!"

He roared and brandished his only weapon, and the battle was about to begin.

The dog-shaped shadows cooperated well with each other like their counterparts in nature, and launched hunting tactics in an organized manner.

Mitsui Tsubasa leaned against the cold iron door, waving his schoolbag carefully, protecting his vital points with all his strength.

He was surprised to notice that these shadow dogs did not have masks, nor did they have skills such as fire or lightning, and their attack methods were not much different from those of ordinary dogs.

But this was of no help. After all, the backpack in his hand was not a real weapon. Even though he repelled the shadows again and again, he could not cause any substantial damage to them.

It didn't take long for Mitsui Tsubasa to realize that the outcome was already determined.

His hands became heavier and heavier, as if he was waving not a schoolbag but a thousand-pound rock.

In a moment of distraction, his schoolbag was snatched away by a shadow dog, and then his legs were bitten fiercely. Facing the ferocious shadow rushing towards him, Mitsui Tsubasa felt a strong sense of unwillingness.

"Is this the end..."

However, even so, he still threw a punch.

Punch with all your might.

A punch with everything at stake.

It's only been a month since I was reborn, but I feel all uneasiness and anxiety. So, I want to take aim at this cruel fate and fight back in the end!

【Do you finally understand? 】

Time freezes at this moment.

The ferocious bloody mouth solidified in front of the body, and the red and black, jagged fangs were clearly visible.

However, the deep male voice that sounded in his mind made Mitsui Tsubasa ignore everything outside.

[No matter what kind of suffering you face, resistance is the only way to salvation. ]

[It’s time to awaken your true self that has been buried deep in your heart. ]

[Answer me, in your heart, is this world real or illusory? ]

Real or illusion.

It is ironic to think about this question in such a desperate situation.

Feeling the pain all over his body, Mitsui Tsubasa lowered his head helplessly: "For me who is already in this world, this world is of course real. So... give me strength!"

[Heh.] In the brief response, the teasing tone was not concealed at all, [I am you, you are me... What's the point of deceiving yourself?]

[Answer me, use your truest thoughts from the bottom of your heart, or...is this fake world and life not important to you? ]

'That's not the case!'

Mitsui Tsubasa raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the chaotic battlefield before him and look towards a distant and unknown place.

The joy of rebirth is not false, the desire for success is not false, even the sixteen years spent before fully awakening are not false.

However, at this moment, Mitsui Tsubasa felt as if his head was about to split open.

The real heart... the real self... but, that person is a lunatic!

The corners of his tightly closed mouth rose uncontrollably, gradually forming an exaggerated arc.

His crazy smile made his cheeks feel like they were being torn apart by pain, but he no longer cared.

With tears starting to fall, Mitsui Tsubasa screamed hysterically: "This world is fake... and I am the only real one!"

"That's right! In this fake game world, I am the only player!! This world should exist to please me!!!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Two completely different laughs sounded at the same time, one majestic and domineering, the other wanton and crazy.

[That's right, because you are——arrogant!] The deep male voice in my mind announced with a happy smile, [Let's conclude the contract!]

【I am you.】

【You are me.】

[For the truth that you believe in, you are willing to trample the world under your feet. 】

[Release your arrogance and my name together. ]

[Even if you end up in hell, you must use your own strength to witness your fate with your own eyes! ]

My hands involuntarily touched my cheeks, and the next step was to tear off the mask that represented my false self.

Nothing, the cold and smooth touch interrupted the joy of surviving the disaster.

Spreading his hands in disbelief, Mitsui Tsubasa felt as if his blood froze instantly. Why was there no mask?

'No, that's not right! '

A flash of inspiration came to me.

Cold and smooth cheeks, cold and smooth hands, cold and smooth body. It turns out that this body named Mitsui Tsubasa is actually a mask that traps his true self!

"Then, smash it to pieces...hahaha!" With a crazy laugh, he clenched his hands into fists and smashed them against his own cheeks without reservation.

Accompanied by the severe pain of skull shattering, warm liquid overflowed.

one strike.

Two hits.

Three strikes.

……

While enduring the increasingly intense pain and dizziness, Mitsui Tsubasa smiled.

He really felt it.

Like a drowning man coming to the surface;

The thirsty see water;

the first breath of a newborn;

The real person named 'Mitsui Tsubasa' opened his eyes again and was reborn!

"Well, it's time to settle the accounts!"

Looking at the shadow still frozen in mid-air, Mitsui Tsubasa roared the name that appeared in his mind.

"First Emperor!"

With the burst of pitch-black flames, the personality mask stepped into reality from the bottom of the heart.

Suddenly there was a sound in the still space and time. First was the tinkling of chimes, followed by the sound of drums, harps, pianos and shengs, and the grand ensemble began.

As the elegant music specially played for court meetings in temples began to play, a nine-story platform appeared out of thin air.

The king, dressed in a dark purple robe and sitting high on the imperial couch, arrived in the mortal world.

Beneath the crown, there were endless jade motifs, which concealed the king’s emotions and appearance, leaving only his awe-inspiring majesty.

Exploring the subtle feeling of being one and the same, Mitsui Tsubasa's mind moved.

The king simply lifted the imperial seal, and brilliant ripples surged out from the flawless jade disk, like rippling water, crushing all the shadows it touched.

Those shattered shadows didn't even have time to struggle before they were completely swallowed up by the black flames that ignited for no reason.

"One hit? As expected...hiss!"

Before he had time to celebrate, severe pain and fatigue came over him, causing Mitsui Tsubasa to gasp in pain.

[You are almost at your limit, return to reality immediately. ]

The majestic king lowered his head slightly, looking at an empty ground somewhere.

"I understand." Although he felt a little regretful, Mitsui Yi still carefully picked up his schoolbag and couldn't help but look back at the closed iron gate. "Do you know the way out?"

The king looked around and quickly raised his hand and pointed: [Over there.]

Following the guidance of the First Emperor, Mitsui Tsubasa carefully avoided the lingering shadows and successfully found an exit that was almost the same as the one he remembered.