Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

[System computing...]

[System computing...]

[System computing...]

[System: Host, you can send an artificial soul to fight the invading force by separating a part of yourself.]

"What will happen if I do that?" he asked with a concerned look.

[Host, the artificial soul will be programmed to eliminate the invading force,]

"No," Reign cut in, a frown creasing his forehead. "I mean, what will happen to my metahuman body?"

[Don’t worry, Host. The artificial soul can be deleted at any time.]

He didn’t answer immediately. It was risky—no doubt about it.

But as he watched the goo continue to form, his gut told him that hesitation would be far more dangerous.

If the invading force succeeded in taking over his meta-human body, it would be like handing over the most dangerous being in the world to an unknown entity.

Something more terrifying than even Lilith.

He couldn’t afford to let that happen.

’I’ll do it myself,’

he declared, his voice firm as he steeled his resolve.

Creating an artificial soul was far too dangerous. He couldn’t trust the system—what if it used that soul to create a body for itself?

For all he knew, that artificial soul could end up being just another extension of the system—or worse, it could be the system itself.

[System: Host, close your eyes and imagine transferring your soul into the body, just like before.]

He nodded, closed his eyes, and focused, picturing himself transferring into the new body.

When his vision shifted, he expected to be swallowed by the darkness of an empty void.

But instead, his eyes snapped open to an unexpected sight—a swirling giant cloud of smoke the size of a hurricane.

The air was thick, suffocating. And then he saw them. Eyes. Too many of them to count.

They were everywhere—glowing, unblinking, staring from within the smoke, all watching him. Each one seemed to bore into him, searching, probing.

"Who are you?" The cloud of smoke asked, its voice loud and thunderous, echoing through the space.

"I should be the one asking you that. What are you doing with my body? I put a lot of effort into it."

The audacity of this entity, whatever it was, to steal his body like it was its own .Reign wasn’t about to let it take everything from him without a fight.

"Your body?" it replied, the voice dripping with disdain "You took something from me, a part of me, and now you’re claiming it’s yours?"

The smoke swelled, its form shifting and rippling in response. The eyes narrowed, a silent threat in their gaze.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," Reign said, his voice calm and firm. "All I know is I made this body fair and square, so you can scram now."

The cloud of smoke paused for a moment, its shifting form seemingly considering his words. It didn’t appear to be preparing to attack.

"Let’s make a deal," it broke the silence.

"A deal?" Reign raised an eyebrow,

"Yes," the smoke responded "I’ve been getting a lot of disturbances lately, bits and pieces of me being taken away. And you—" It paused, emphasizing the next words.

"You’re the one who took the most. That’s why I began to invade this body. But my memories won’t last long outside the Void, and eventually, It will just become a separate entity. So, I don’t really have anything to gain from fighting you over this... aside from, of course, killing you. Which, for me, would be easy."

"Why offer me a deal then?"

"Because you’re the only one who’s managed to talk to me so far,"

"What if I don’t want to?" he challenged. Accepting a deal from an unknown entity would be a foolish move. He had no idea what it was truly capable of.

The eyes of the smoke creature suddenly flared, glowing brighter.

In an instant, he felt an overwhelming pressure, as if a mountain had suddenly been placed on top of him. His body buckled, and he was forced to kneel.

"You really don’t have much of a choice," the voice thundered.

He tried to fight back, but the entity—whatever it was—was far beyond anything he had ever encountered.

This entity wasn’t just a god by title, but a true god, with power that transcended anything anyone could comprehend.

Just as he was about to lose hope of overcoming such an overwhelming force, a sudden sound echoed.

[DING!]

[SYSTEM: DEFENSE MECHANISM ACTIVATE]

Out of nowhere, the dark space around Reign suddenly shifted. A brilliant blue light flooded the area, and streaks of white illuminated the darkness.

The lights shimmered like neon, weaving in intricate patterns, resembling the glowing circuits of some advanced, technology.

"Took you long enough," Reign chuckled aloud. He knew the system wouldn’t have left him without a backup plan, not when confronting an entity this powerful.

Deep down, he had always expected this moment, waiting for the system to pull through when it mattered most.

"What is this thing?" the cloud of smoke asked. It didn’t sound angry or worried, just curious.

"This thing is the one who created this body," Reign said, his tone confident. "And I must warn you, it’s pretty powerful too."

As if to prove him right, the system kicked into high gear.

The pulse of light quickened, and the hum of electricity filled the air.

Out of nowhere, blue holographic figures began to appear.

He recognized them immediately—they were modeled after his original body.

First, one appeared, then ten, then a hundred.

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Since the system was bound to his soul, Reign had to be present for it to fully maximize its output. Only with his connection could the system reach its true potential.

’Could I control these things?’

he wondered. He then tried issuing a command, and to his surprise, they all followed him.

Not only that, but the pressure from before also vanished as a blue, round shield materialized around him.

Reign was satisfied and looked up. "Looks like I do have a choice... a lot of them,"