Cheat Awakening

"How long do you plan to let us stay cooped up in here, waiting for that madman to come and make his own fun?" Drakthor, who wore an expression as if about to die from boredom, said irritably, but he still moved his horse forward.

"First of all, it's only been ten minutes at most, so for devil's sake, stop acting like we've been here for years. I'm sure that bastard Edward knows we're here. Maybe our failure to leave this cell immediately after entering here gave him the wrong idea that we are weak and couldn't escape from his grasp. So he's probably finishing up whatever he's doing before dealing with us..."

"Ha! There goes your king. I didn't expect that despite you showing me this game and teaching me how to play it, you'd lose in the just second round. You seem more of a novice at this game than I am," Myne taunted, a smug grin spreading across his face as he captured Drakthor's king.

Now there are only four black chess pieces left on the board, and seven white ones, clearly showing who is having a hard time.

"Damn it, don't underestimate me, brat! Let me show you who's boss!" Drakthor retorted, quickly moving his queen to destroy Myne's bishop. but his temporary happiness was short-lived when his queen was killed by a random pawn, making him so angry that he directly flipped the table.

This is completely nonsense. I can't believe I spent two soul stones for this kind of stupid game," Drakthor panted, his face flushed with anger. He kicked the chessboard one more time, while Myne watched him with a satisfied smile. After all, he was the winning party; naturally, he would be happy and enjoy the moment.

"What is going on here?"

Just then, an unfamiliar voice echoed from the metal door. They turned to see a man in his mid-twenties standing on the other side. He had messy hair, a clean-shaven but not-so-handsome face, a thin build, and was wearing an expensive-looking outfit. His gaze was fixed on them through the door window, and it held a murderous intensity as if they had killed his parents.

However, when Drakthor returned his gaze, the man's body trembled slightly, however, it is unclear whether he was excited or terrified.

"Father?" After a moment of silence, the man calmed down and gently called out to Drakthor, who first showed a confused expression, wondering when he had such an ugly son. Then he remembered that he was in someone else's body and quickly nodded his head with a solemn look on his face.

"Edward, my dear son. When I escape from here, your head will be displayed on the city gates.

And I will also ensure before your death, all those people who have suffered because of you vent their anger properly," Drakthor, who was tired of being teased by Myne, finally got a chance to mess with someone else, and quickly took the role of a righteous father and said while making an expression as if he was trying his best to hold back his anger.

"That doesn't sound pleasant, but I'm hardly surprised by your threat, Father. By the way, do you think people knew you were hiding a demon who had killed hundreds of people but instead of killing it, you are trying your best to protect it, I am sure they would be more than happy to burn down this entire castle along with all of us to get rid of demons like us, my dear father.

I learned everything I know from you, so don't try to act righteous with me. I've seen your dark side very closely," The man said with a smile, leaving Drakthor speechless. He was just randomly spouting nonsense but didn't expect that he would rub salt in the other party's wound.

Myne, ignored by everyone, casually enjoyed a glass of fruit juice while watching the drama unfold before him with great interest. However, what he didn't understand was why he didn't see the mysterious effect Alex had told him about—that if someone with ulterior motives got close to Edward, they would start behaving weirdly and become his friend temporarily, forgetting all hatred in their heart.

But they who came here with the clear goal of sending him to hell feel nothing different, what else ulterior motive could be greater than killing someone?

[ Name: Edward Harrington

Level: 56

Race: Hume

Gender: Male

Age: 25 Years Old
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Occupation: Third Son of Viscount William Harrington, Follower of "Azarkoth the Infernal Shadow"

Title: Psychopath

Status: Excited, Hesisate, Angry

[Skill]

Agony Bind.

Veil Vision.

Peaceful Resonance ]

[ Agony Bind (Active Skill)

Description: This spell ensnares the target in ethereal chains forged from pure agony, causing unbearable torment with every movement. The more the victim struggles, the tighter the binds constrict, amplifying their suffering. Even the slightest twitch sends waves of searing pain coursing through their body, making escape nearly impossible.

The chains shimmer with a ghostly light, their presence alone enough to instil fear and dread in those who witness their power.

Cooldown Time: None ]

[ Veil Vision (Active Skill)

Description: Veil Vision grants the user the extraordinary ability to pierce through the veil of material reality, unveiling the secrets hidden beneath the surface. With this skill, the user can see through solid objects with ease, whether it be clothing, walls, or even illusions crafted by powerful magic.

The world transforms into a transparent tapestry, revealing hidden compartments, concealed pathways, and the true nature of disguised entities. This sight extends to magical auras and enchantments, providing unparalleled insight into the unseen.

Cooldown Time: None ]

[ Peaceful Resonance (Passive Skill)

Description: The caster emits a harmonious vibration that resonates with the emotions of those nearby. Any anger or resentment directed towards the caster is swiftly replaced by feelings of serenity and goodwill, making it nearly impossible for others to stay angry with the caster or harm them in any way.

Conversation flows smoothly, and conflicts are resolved with ease, maintaining peace for a span of two hours. However, once the effect wears off, the target's original emotions return and amplify twofold.

Cooldown Time: None ]

"So this is the reason why this f*cker is still alive, and kicking. With such a crazy skill, as long as this guy has enough mana, he's invincible, he can do whatever he wants, and no one can do anything to him. Along with the Veil Vision skill, he is simply destined to become a villain.

Unless there is something wrong with his body, no real man can stay pure and kind after having the world's two most perverted skills," Myne thought while greed overflowed from his eyes, and quickly stole all of Edward's skills, fearing that he would lose his dream skills if he wasted time.

Only after seeing Veil Vision and Peaceful Resonance on his own status board did Myne breathe a sigh of relief. Without hesitation, he activated Veil Vision to test its effect, and it turned out to be Myne's biggest mistake in life.

Because before him stood Drakthor in the body of Old Man Viscount William. As soon as he activated the skill, he only felt a slight tickling in his eyes, then saw a completely naked old man, with white hair growing everywhere on his body, a slightly grown-up big belly, and an undescribable thing resting between his legs.

"NOOO!"

Myne let out a heart-wrenching scream, clutching his head and collapsed on the chair, life and death unknown, with white foam coming out of his mouth. Both Drakthor and poor Edward, who didn't know that his life was about to be f*cked up, looked in his direction, not understanding what was wrong with this guy.

"Did you poison the chair? Wait, is there even a chair in this cell?" Edward asked, his gaze shifting to a bizarre, muscular creature standing behind him. The creature was roughly eight feet tall with a human torso and arms, but its lower half resembled a bull, complete with hooves and a long black tail. A metal helmet concealed its face, except for two glowing red gems-like looking eyes.

The creature simply shook its head in response to Edward's question.

"Hey, brat, what's wrong with you?" Drakthor asked with a frown as he approached Myne, which was no different than pouring acid into Myne's eyes as he saw Drakthor's old little brother resting on a dense white hair forest, shaking left and right in a strange manner but not falling down, because although Myne Drakthor was naked, but in reality he was still wearing his clothes.

Myne, who always claimed to have a strong mentality, immediately vomited out everything in his mouth, after seeing such a wonderful sense.

"Bloody hell, what's wrong with you? Shit, so disgusting!" Drakthor, who wanted to check Myne's condition after seeing him vomiting, instantly backed off while holding his nose. Now, he couldn't bear to stay in the same room with Myne for another. He waved his hand, and the cell's metal door opened with a click sound.

He rushed out, closing it behind him as he gasped for air, trying to clean his poor nose with fresh air.

"How did you get out? You don't have any skill to help you open this door," Edward said while backing off with a frown but not too worried. He probably thought that no one could harm him with his godly skill. The big guy behind him quickly came between them, ready to teach Drakthor a lesson if he tried to show any hostility toward his Master.

"Hehehe, brat, you know nothing about your father. I haven't spent my life basking in the sunlight. You're still far from outsmarting me..."

Bang!

While Drakthor was still boasting shamelessly, suddenly, the door behind his ass opened with great force from inside, sending him flying like a cannonball and smashing into the wall. Myne, with a frighteningly dangerous look on his face, walked out of the cell while continuously washing his eyes with water.