Villain of my own novel

Chapter 212 211. A Play.

?"Are you sure, it was 'them?'" Vinny glared at them with moist eyes. Vinny, who heard the names of who 'they' were couldn't completely accept it.

".... Yes, I don't know who they are to you, but I'm sure that only they knew about it." The man replied with a nod.

"Ha, haha, ha...." Vinny laughed drily and leaned back on the chair he sat on. He couldn't understand why 'they' would do such a thing, no, he knew exactly why they did that, but it was something that he was having a hard time accepting.

"...." Except for Vinny's dry laughter, the room was completely silent. The man had talked about the matter, which included "them." Though they didn't know why the man in front of them was acting that way, they could figure out that he was related to the boys that made their way there to become vampires, or he was related to them, who were keeping an eye on the three boys, or maybe he was related to both of them.

"….You should return, though we don't know what your connection with them is; if you stay here for long, you, too, could be considered one of us, and we can't protect you if you went out of here, though we can't be of much help even if we come out of here as it's still noon, hahaha." The man chuckled slightly, as if he were trying to lighten up the mood.

"....." Vinny silently stared down with tears welled up in his eyes that were threatening him to pour out.

Vinny was considering many things in his mind right now, and some of them were filled with thoughts that ended up with him killing the vampires in front of him, which he considered to be the best option since they had seen him, which meant that they could track him quite easily, threaten those who were close to him to reveal his location, and make those who were close to him into thralls so that they could keep him in check. And one of the main reasons that he was considering getting rid of them was because "they" could do anything to him and his so-called companions without his knowledge and with the help of these vampires, though everything in his head was running on extreme scenarios, he didn't care and thought it was the right thing he had to do, and most importantly...

"Vampire association, the graveyard, won't do anything if they die." Vinny mumbled and clenched his sword.

"!" The vampires flinched and readied themselves for a fight. Of course, the man who sat in front of Vinny could easily kill him if he attacked right now, but since he didn't do anything, the other vampires, too, didn't rush at Vinny to kill him, but still, it seemed better to be on guard.

"You better watch your mouth, kid." The man in front of Vinny said with a frown.

STEP-STEP (4x)

CLIIIIIEEEKKKK

Vinny started to walk off, dragging his giant sword, without even glancing back at the vampires.

DUK

DRURURURK

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"Haaa...." The man sighed a sigh of relief as he sensed that man walk out of his range, and looking at the man sigh, the other vampires around him also sighed in relief.

"I-is I-It over? We won't have to live in fear from now on?" The alluring woman who struck a conversation with red-long-haired handsome man, who left just now, asked while stuttering and trembling in fear.

".... don't jinx it, dammit!" the man yelled in irritation.

"S-sorry." The woman lowered her head and apologised as all the vampires around her glared at her, since none of them wanted to remember 'that man.'

"....but, yes, I think it's over now. We have completed the task given by him." The man muttered and wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead.

The room was filled with sighs of relief upon hearing the man's words, and even though they didn't want to remember "that day" when "that man" had appeared, it was already too late not to.

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That Day.

The sight of that handsome white-haired man walking into the basement with a nonchalant look on his face made them shudder. Even though it was only a single glance that made them shudder, it wasn't something unforgettable, but the next movements of his were just too unbelievable to forget; the white-haired handsome man swatted away all the vampires that rushed to subdue him or stood in his way, and...

"I want you all, to do a job for me. A red-haired man, slightly less handsome than me, will come here in search of people called Cole Quinn, Piers Lee, and Michael Sharp. I have a story that would be believable, so I want you to recite it and guide him the way I want you to. Am I clear?" Those were the words the man said after swatting away some of the vampires in the room, of course, no sane person would agree to things simply, that too if they are strong, no, there is not a chance any stronger person would listen to those weaker than them, so they declined his words and pounced on him to kill him off, and yes, they regretted it soon after.

DOOM

The man sighed and released his killing intent, which forcefully made them kneel; some even broke their legs at that moment and didn't heal until the man gave them his "permission" to do so, it hurt like hell; that was the first time in a long while that they felt that much pain and fear; it was almost like they had messed with some "thing," like.... AN EXISTENCE THAT SHOULDN'T EXIST.

His killing intent was shaped into a massive king cobra with a black flaming crown on its head, it materialized coiling around the man and hissed before the vampires found themselves being swallowed by that snake and that wasn't even the most terrifying part, the most terrifying part was a pure white snake which had slithered around his neck, it had far more fierce aura than the massive snake behind him, it had silver iris with vertical golden slits giving off an otherworldly feeling, a single glance from the pure white snake was enough make them experience "DEATH" once.

"You will do it, right?" The man flashed a ominously charming smile and asked, menacingly.

Of course, the vampires didn't have any other choice from the beginning, so they agreed to whatever he wanted them to do. The man arrived, achieved complete submission of a group of vampires, who knew that they weren't the only ones in this play of his, explained his play, and left exactly like he had arrived, with a nonchalant look on his face.

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"Let's just hope that he never returns." The man mumbled, and all of those who heard him agreed and started to prey on whatever constellation they were recipients of.

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