Chapter 1:

I opened my eyes.

An open court with many people. The first thing I did was, "It's morbin time."

An activation phrase to execute the code. Memory flowed through me, bad and good. But mostly bad things.

Simple summary:

The person who had tormented the heroine and the hero was nothing more than a glorified Vilainness. And that Vilainness was me.

How much more betrayal could happen to me?

This villaines didn't had a single good things happen to her. Even after a reincarnated soul who had a crazy idea to became the tragic girl who helped the main character, she was still going to die.

This villaines and that reincarnator never had the making of a varsity plot breaker.

After the villaines died in her childhood helping the future main characters, the reincarnator took control of the body and continued the plot. She used all of her connection, wealth, and power to protect the child of destiny... or whatever happened there.

It would be fine, if she protected them like a normal person. But thing was, she wasn't normal. She wanted to protect from the dark, while bullying them in the light.

Such a cluesless busy body. Instead of protecting themselves, she destroyed herself for nothing but her personal favorite character in an eroge otome game.

I really couldn't understand.

With this crippled body, even dying seemed to be a good choice.

I tried to stand upright, but ended up falling face first to hard floor. It hurt, but the betrayal hurt more. 

"Yuria, do you think your wicked deed will be left unpunished?"

I laughed. Even after all the previous body did, they still tormented me.

All they did was nothing, but provoking a lion who slept.

Today the day. Tonight the night.

They would see my dark passanger.

The heroine signaled the guard, "Take her away and make sure justice was delivered."

"Tsk-tsk-tsk."

I waved my finger. I mew'ed. I used all of my power in that instant, concentrating all of Weskin' and Mobius aura around my body.

I had finally achieved the ultimate lifeform.

"7 minutes. 7 minutes is all I have to play with you."

The guard tried to reach me, but they were nothing but a glorified crew. 

Over a twenty guards surrounded me, but no one could touch me. They were the pinnacle of the imperial guards, but against me... They were nothing.

Facing such an overwhelm odds should had been impossible for this run down body, even if the reincarnator and the original villaines teamed up.

I stepped foward and grabbed the nearby guard. Throw him to the space and it fall down into a bloody pulp.

Other guards face twisted with fericious spirit but still showing calmness. Considering one of them had died, I should give them a respect. After they died of course.

Several of them pulled crossbows and used them against me, but who was faster between their arrow or me.

The answer? ME.

I took another step. This time my momentum carried me like a ballistic missile of the American Democracy.

The multiple arrows whizzed past me, I reached one of the crossbow handler and severed his head with my hand. Warm blood drenched me.

The guards closed to me pointed their weapon, but I simply extended my hand and severed their heads. Four down, 16 left.

"Buch of useless fools. Here I am wasting my precious time."

The main characters seeing me dismantling the elite guards at high speed must be shaking and crying. They must had left to cry for their ancestor.

"Ah-!!"

Two guards didn't stay freezed like a penguin. He decided to take a sword and ran toward me.

A hand swept outward. Their upper bodies cleanly separated.

What should have been an easy job for them turned out to be a huge mistake. A crippled Villainess, more like an overpowered demon lord.

The remaining 14 guards clutched their weapons like their life depend on it.

I moved again. Each swing killed a person. I swinged ten times, and it brought the number of guards into four.

Three knight with different level of the one I killed, but they were still weak.

But one knight stood different from other. An elderly guard.

"I need you to surrender yourself."

The elderly knight was stong, but could he kill cancer?

I raised my hand, "Would you hold there still?"

The knight formed a in front of him, seemed like they wanted to protect him. 

Useless.

With a single swift, their upper body slid apart. Blood stained the old guard.

The old guard expression turned grim.

"How-?"

Before he could finish, I finished him off. The guard felt a blur before his death, his life, family replayed like a movie. The guard shouldn't courting death in front of me.

This was the fate of those who stand before me.

A payback for those who did betrayal upon the two soul. They were okay person, but the world wanted a tragedy.

I'll show them what was tragedy.

It's Weskin time.

An:

If fate allow, you may find me in other place