Destined Villain's Life

The pure white room had few decorations, like artificial plants and glittering stars and butterflies hung on the curtain, clearly for children. Electronic tablet was placed beside Zick's bed to contact the medical staff, if any problem occurs. 

It was all to put the patient's mind at ease, but all these things were ignored by Zick. He continued staring blankly at the empty space before him, his back lying comfortably on the bed's crown. 

[Name: Zick Dejlin

Destiny points: 0

Destiny rank: Rare (original: mediocre)

Original destiny: Dies by poisoning at the age of 15 - black rank fate. (Current fate: unknown) 

Stats: [Strength: 12.6 (D)] [Stamina: 11 (D-)] [Dexterity: 16.8 (C-)] [Mana: Null] [Spiritual accomplishment: lesser sword intent.]

Innate talent: [Sword aura (S)] [Mana magnetism (A)]

Special skill: Luck overflows - EX rank] 

A bright light flashed within Zick's eyes. He transmigrated into this world 4 years ago, when Zick was still 14 years old. 

'My transmigration must have changed the original fate.' Zick closed his eyes tightly, digging into his memories. 

Suddenly things fell into place within his mind. He opened his eyes with a thoughtful look.

After transmigration, Zick's mind had taken a hit, he was depressed for a very long time. Missing his parents and friends from earth, which made him not leave his room for a long time, until he was given an earful from his father. 

Not leaving the safe walls of his house, how could anyone poison Zick?

All the servants were forced to accept a strict contract, before his father used them. The chances of their betrayal was zero.

'I somewhat understand why this system chose me as a host too, I go beyond the destiny of this world...' 

Seeing the destiny rank as rare, Zick touched his chin and continued reading. 

The stats were secondary, having superior stats didn't always mean you are stronger. 

There were many situations where people with B rank stats killed superhuman with S-rank stats. 

The most important thing was innate talent, without any - future accomplishments would be limited.

[Sword aura] was a rare talent and most of the time it would be in B or C-rank. 

Zick was the first person to be born with a S-rank [Sword aura]. 

According to research, the higher the rank and rarity of the innate talent, the higher the accomplishment of the wielder. This theory has been proven multiple times. 

'How many points will be required to promote my [Sword aura] to SS-rank?' Zick asked the system curiously. 

[100,000 destiny points.] 

"Hmm." Zick didn't know the value of destiny points, so he wasn't sure how long it would take to collect 100,000 points. 

He was quite surprised by his lesser sword intent too. It was something he comprehended in the future, pouring five years of hard work into it. 

After taking another look at his stats, Zick took out the Ionc drugs, from the inventory of the system. 

The space before him grew blurry for a second and a small glass container fell onto Zick's thigh. Dark green substance stirred up within the container, shining with bright lustre. 

Being curious about the Ionc drugs, Zick had researched about it with hope, only for it to be mercilessly crushed. 

'I can either turn it into crystals and smoke it or just directly inject it into my body...' 

Zick immediately chose the simpler option. He picked up the electronic tablet beside his bed, sending a distressed signal to the doctors. 

Within a minute, a doctor hurriedly entered the room with a Haggard look, apparently having not slept for a long time. 

Seeing Zick calmly sitting on the bed, the doctor with brown hair showed a confused expression. He acted cautiously and walked up to Zick, he knew exactly the consequences of offending the other party. 

Before the doctor spoke, Zick handed him a container. 

"This is...?" 

"I want you to inject that into me. Don't worry, it's a miracle drug given by my father." Zick spoke curtly, not caring about the doctor's opinion. 

The doctor was quite hesitant, Zick had just gone through a surgery and taking in such an unknown drug might have an adverse effect. 

Nevertheless, seeing Zick's resolute expression, the doctor could only bite the bullet. If something happened to Zick, he would most likely become a sacrificial lamb. 

Seeing the doctor's gloomy face, Zick took a glance at the badge on the lab coat. 

"Dr. Deinken, there is always a reward for every risk. The reward won't dissatisfy you." Zick spoke with an indifferent voice, giving off a feeling of authority. 

Deinken's expression instantly brightened. 

Ionc drugs were very strong, just taking a small dose would send you to cloud nine, losing yourself into the world of euphoria for hours. 

In this world, Zick knew about the way Ethereal worked the best. And with his experience, he was confident that Deinken was not one of their chess pieces. 

'They would never make a puppet which wouldn't profit them...' 

Hence, Zick motivated this doctor to look after himself. 

Zick's eyes closed, "I need you to monitor my condition till the drug's effect comes to an end. I will most likely vomit some black substance too, store it in a safe container - be careful as it is quite poisonous." 

Zick smiled with a sinister look, 'I will let Aster taste a dose of her own medicine. But knowing her potential, her destiny must be extraordinary too....I will not let her die easily.' 

Deinken nodded his head in understanding. Taking out a syringe from his storage ring, he extracted dark green liquid from the container. 

"I will start administering the drug now." He seriously pierced the syringe into Zick's arm. 

Zick on the other hand wasn't worried much, he has taken drugs before. 

A pill for a temporary state of euphoria and sleeping tablets to forget about his ever despairing situation. 

The feeling of being pulled down into muddy water from the throne, named the most talented. Zick couldn't accept that situation in the slightest. 

As the cold liquid made its way into his blood veins, Zick closed his eyes without hesitation. He didn't want to wallow in the feeling of elation anymore, he had grown past those days. 

There only existed one goal in his mind – the destruction of Ethereal!!