Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"Governor, Miss Angela requested to meet you," a female staff member from the VIP room announced after receiving a message from the lounge private phone.

Aiku was taken aback.

She hadn't expected her to seek them out herself.

Wasn't she afraid that her intimidating and evil master would just kill her directly?

Aiku considered Angela's actions dumb and risky.

She had witnessed firsthand how powerful Reign was, even when he wasn't putting his full effort into a fight.

It was like watching a trained adult bully a group of kindergartners.

In her eyes, he was currently the most powerful being in the city.

Even the reports on the current powerhouses didn't show any individuals she thought could contend with him.

Angela was just digging her own grave by seeking out a confrontation against someone who clearly outmatched her.

Reign, however, viewed the situation differently.

He interpreted Angela's request as a display of overwhelming confidence in her own power.

It showed that she wasn't afraid of him, even after realizing his existence.

"Let's go. I also want to meet her," he stood up, gesturing for Aiku to follow.

The staff found it odd that the governor was following Reign as if she were the underling instead, but she chose to ignore it, thinking it wasn't her place to question.

For all she knew, he might be a secret boss or an official with a higher position than the governor herself.

<Stadium Backstage>

As they neared Angela's dressing room, Reign's senses were on high alert.

He knew better than to underestimate angels; they were cunning, arrogant and prideful beings so it was better to be careful than sorry.

Approaching the door, he instinctively positioned himself between Aiku and any potential threat, silently preparing for any surprises that might await them inside.

"Wait here," He instructed .

"Yes, Master," she nodded.

CLICK!

As the door swung open, he was greeted by the sight of Angela seated gracefully in front of a vanity mirror, her golden hair flowing over her shoulders .

She turned to face him, her serene smile never faltering for a moment. She did not look worried at all that she was facing someone with Reign's caliber.

"Hello, nice to finally meet you," Angela greeted him with a warm greeting, her aura devoid of any hostility.

However, Reign's instincts told him not to be deceived by appearances; the angel he met before was very deceptive and manipulative, so he couldn't afford to underestimate her.

Maintaining a composed demeanor, he subtly prepared himself for any potential threats. He was ready to unleash his domain at a moment's notice, should the need arise.

"You don't have to be too guarded; I'm not here to fight," She broke the silence, her voice gentle but carrying a hint of arrogance, a trait common among angels who mostly regarded themselves as the highest beings after the creator.

"Last time I heard that from your kind, I ended up killing her after she attacked me while I was just minding my own business," Reign scoffed, his voice filled with disdain.

Angela paused for a moment and sighed.

"I'm sorry to hear that," she said. "I heard about how you taught my little sister a lesson, but please don't generalize us. She's a really hot-tempered person and very vengeful, but I'm different from her."

"You guys are good at lying so don't think that I'm stupid enough to fall for your words," he replied sternly.

Angela's lips curved into a smile after hearing Reign's remark.

"I am aware of your plans,," she continued, her voice calm and firm. "But I am not here to interfere. Rather, I wish you to succeed, "

Reign's eye behind the bandaged flickered in surprise. " Why would you wish that?"

Angela's smile widened slightly. "Because our goals align more than you realize. I, too, seek to gain more power. And your actions, though drastic, will serve that purpose."

Reign considered her words carefully, his mind racing with possibilities. Could this angel really be offering her help, or was it a ploy to gain his trust?

"Let's say I believe your words," Reign finally spoke. "What exactly do you propose?"

Angela's expression remained serene. "I want human souls," she stated calmly.

"Human souls ? " he repeated ,he wanted more clarification.

Angela stood up, picked up a glass of red wine, and took a sip before leaning on the desk.

"Let's just say that unlike my sisters, I don't agree that we need humans to survive. Unfortunately, they are all deluded into thinking that we need these inferior beings, but I'm different, and I need human souls for my plan to succeed ," she explained calmly.

"And how is this related to me?" Reign inquired, maintaining his guarded stance.

"Easy, you kill the humans, eat them or whatever, but in return, you have to give me their souls," Angela explained, sipping her wine casually.

"The fuck are you talking about? I don't know how to extract souls," Reign replied, his tone laced with skepticism.

Angela paused for a moment, her gaze piercing through Reign as if trying to see into his soul.

"You have a lot of souls inside your body right now," she remarked, her expression unreadable.

Reign was taken aback. Could it be that she could somehow see through that Dark space where his puppets live?

"I have no idea what you mean," he denied her statement, his voice steady despite the unease stirring within him.

After hearing his denial, Angela sighed.

She looked disappointed for a moment, but quickly returned her facial expression to normal.

"Alright, we all have our secrets. You have yours, and I have mine. So just use this."

She pulled something from her pocket and threw it to Reign.

Of course, he didn't catch it and just let it land on the ground.

"A Golden Chalice?" he mused aloud,

"That's no ordinary chalice, it's a divine object, and I spent a lot of my power just to bring that thing down to this world," she explained.

"And you just expect me to take this and be your slave?" he asked with a mocking tone.

Angela rubbed her forehead as if she had a headache. It was clear she wasn't getting through to Reign because he was more stubborn than she had anticipated.

"Listen, if I wanted you dead, you'd be gone by now." Her voice hardened as she snapped her fingers.

The whole room transformed, transporting them to her domain. Everything was shrouded in pure darkness except for a giant harp behind her the size of a mountain.

Reign attempted to activate his domain, only to be shocked to discover that he had been completely suppressed.

"Do you see it now? The gap in our powers is too wide. Unlike my sisters, who rely on fate, I've been feeding myself souls to get stronger. Right now, I'm already close to the level of a Demon King. So it's better for you to accept my offer," she declared, her presence more imposing than before.

Reign felt like cursing her aloud, but he controlled his anger. If she was telling the truth, then she could very well kill him with a flick of her fingers.

"What's in it for me? What benefit can I get from you?" he asked.

He didn't like the idea of working for her, but a partnership would be a different story.

Besides, it might be true that he was now weaker than her, but that would only be temporary.

After he succeeded with his plan and reached the status of Demon Lord, he would betray and kill her.

'Let's see who's faster, your soul-eating or my system,' he scoffed inwardly.