Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Chapter 105 104. Marvin Is Here!

Things go bad soon enough. The fire spread across the garden, burning almost everyone. All the couples screamed at the top of their voices as they all burned to death.

The only person who remained intact was Stan. He was surprised to see his body's healing ability was so good. But he couldn't get to celebrate it before he ended up hearing ear-piercing screams.

He frowned as a trace of discomfort appeared in his heart.

Why was he doing this? He had committed suicide because of being brokenhearted. He was already weak at heart, and he knew he might suffer from nightmares after witnessing these things today.

Wasn't it better to just disappear rather than fight for a life filled with suffering?

Just then, Shane spoke, "Host, you don't have to forget you still have a chance to make a wish."

Stan was stunned. That's right. He could still make a wish! He could wish to give these souls a good life!

When he thought of this, his shoulders relaxed as a smile formed on his lips. He wouldn't have to suffer from nightmares since he could make things right.

Shane observed as his host's expressions changed and said nothing. He knew what was going on in the teenager's mind. That's why he said what he said a moment ago and left his host with a relaxed feeling.

He knew it wasn't right to kill innocent people, but he had a mission to accomplish. Of course, he didn't have his sister to save at this time. He didn't even know why he was working hard to complete the mission.

It was just that the emotion that made him a human once disappeared out of the blue, leaving behind a heart full of rage and frustration. He wanted to go on a killing spree, and kill some people to relieve his anger.

That person, Dark, who was responsible for this mess couldn't be touched. So should Shane wait for the moment that demon would show up? Of course, not. He would rather get angry and express himself.

The best way to do that was to finish his mission wholeheartedly no matter how dangerous or how unnatural it was! If he was supposed to force his host to go on a killing spree, he would definitely do so!

Darkened thoughts spiraled around his head as he squinted his eyes. "Host, get ready. Police are here."

By the time Stan woke up from a daze, everything had been destroyed. The entire place was filled with black remains and burnt-out trees. Screams were also silenced, but this silence didn't calm Stan a bit. It sent a chill down his spine.

The police siren rang in the background as even the firefighters arrived. They started to work on extinguishing the fire as the police stopped and circled the garden.

Stan's heart surged with anxiety. "What should I do?!"

"Stay here. Continue staring at the bench in a daze."

"But I'll get caught!"

"That's what we want, don't we?" Shane narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell me you have forgotten your role."

"No, wait…." Stan made a confused expression on his face. "I don't understand. Wasn't I supposed to not care about the arc anymore?"

"You, but after this scene. The girl got caught as she was frozen in shock. Then she killed the entire police force to escape, but we won't. We will first wait for the police to arrive. You should be surrounded by them, and then you'll use your superpowers in a panic, causing them to call out for the protagonist to save the day." Shane reminded his host again. "Remember, you should have a panicked expression on your face when they arrive."

"You don't have to remind me!" Stan gritted his teeth. "I'm already panicked enough!"

As Shane expected, the police found Stan standing there in a daze. They walked over and raised their guns first. A few of them slowly walked over with guarded expressions on their faces.

"And action!" Shane yelled dramatically in the host's mind.

If it weren't for the situation just now, Stan would have rolled his eyes at this. But, he was too nervous and anxious at the moment. Several guns aimed at him as he stood there, at the center. At this time, he was anxious so much that his power automatically leaked out of his body.

Shane scoffed when he saw this scene. His host was such a sissy that the teenager might even end up being afraid of his own shadow!

At this time, the power surged from Stan's body and swirled around the place, throwing the police officers away. The coast cleared soon as Shane nodded in satisfaction.

"You can stop now." Shane quickly looked over at the officers who tried to crawl back to his host but failed desperately because of the power cyclone around Stan. "Otherwise, you might end up killing someone."

Those words successfully stopped Stan in his tracks. "Should I run?"

"No. First, look at them with a panicked expression and say something a girl would utter from her mouth."

Stan thought for a while and opened his mouth. "I-I didn't…."

The main officer raised his gun, aiming at the girl at the center. "Raise your hand and surrender. If you don't follow the command on the count of three, we will shoot you."

"On the count of two," uttered Shane. "Run. Use your wind power and get out of here."

Stan took a deep breath as his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat. He pursed his lips as the police started counting.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Run!" Shane yelled at the top of his voice.

At this time, Stan didn't know what he was doing, but because he was anxious, he ended up imagining too much wind power pushing him from behind as he darted toward one of the directions his system mentioned. In the end, he collided with someone who was coming toward him.

Wait, coming toward him? The other person also seemed to be flying!

Stan's body was hit hard as it fell to the ground from such a height. But since his body had superpowers, his body subconsciously used up wind energy to protect himself from falling too fast. In the end, only his arms were scratched by the impact.

He pushed himself up and raised his head to glance at the person who just hit him head-on. Although he had an inkling of who it was, he still had to confirm his suspicion.

Sure enough, a man of familiar strature stood there with his back straight. Even with a mask on his face, Stan could tell that this person was the protagonist, Marvin.

In the past, he had seen this person's gentleness, but now, the man was looking down at him with a fierce expression on his face. Stan was stunned for a moment.

"Did this sh*tty man eat the wrong medicine today?"

"No…." Shane sighed.

His host's EQ was so low that he didn't know what to say. Marvin was gentle to the girl only because he had a crush on her. But with the enemies, he would likely become fierce. Such a simple thing, but his host couldn't understand it. No wonder he had committed suicide because of a breakup.

Stan didn't know what was going on in his system's mind. He raised his head and stared at the man's face standing opposite to him.

Marvin opened his mouth first. "Why did you kill so many people? They were innocent! Wait, you're the murderer who killed that builder back then, aren't you? Answer me first!"

Stan didn't know how to respond. He tilted his head and thought for a while. How would a girl respond?

While he was contemplating, Shane took sympathy for his host thinking hard on this subject, and said, "Be stunned. The girl also has a crush on him, even in the original storyline, but she never uttered a word. Now that she received warmth from this man, how do you think she will act when she was being glared at by him?"

"Um…." Stan put his hand on his chin. "She would cry?"

"No." Shane shook his head. "She will be shocked enough to stay frozen, not uttering a word. So just continue to stand like this without moving. Put down the hand on your chin."

Stan felt awkward as he put down his hand and stared at Marvin. He should continue acting naturally as he made a frozen expression. But no matter what he did, his body turned stiff and awkward from overacting.

Shane held his forehead and rubbed his temples. "You don't have to continue acting. Give up."

"What should I do then?"

Shane didn't know what to do. He looked at the tool for controlling the body and wondered if he should take charge of this body. But then again, before he could even think the protagonist seemed to have lost all his patience and created a sword made out of metal.

That's right. Marvin could control two elements: wind and metal.

Then the man directly aimed the tip of the sword at Stan's face. "I'll count to three. If you dare to run away, I'll catch you and kill you with my own bare hands."