Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Stan reached the spot soon enough without difficulty. He glanced at the building in front of him and squinted his eyes. It was still under construction at this point. Since this building belonged to the boss of the murdered builder, he had created an office for himself at the very top and asked others to furnish other floors slowly after creating the foundation.

The reason why the villain had originally stepped inside this kind of place was to find a job. Yes, the girl was jobless and in need of money. Since she had to give an interview here, she came here to apply. But after entering, they stopped her on the tracks saying this job wasn't for women. So she could only change her attire and enter the place.

It was her bad luck that she ended up encountering a trap.

Stan lowered his eyes and directly entered the building without anyone stopping him. He was already hiding his body from others, and since he was originally male, even his gait was normal. No one could doubt his identity.

He smoothly reached the top floor, but before opening the door, he hesitated. Beyond this, he might end up witnessing a murder scene that would show him in a bad light, but what could he do?

Even though this method was gruesome, the system was right. The worse thing that he would have to face was death, and he had already made up his courage in his previous life to jump off a building.

Nothing could be worse than being betrayed and jumping to death.

After he hypnotized himself like this, he took a deep breath and turned the doorknob, pushing the door wide open using another hand. As soon as the door opened, he saw something that shocked him to the core.

It had to be said that the host was a teenager, who hadn't witnessed anything even closely related to blood being splattered across the ground. But now…..

A man in a black hood similar to what he was wearing stood there with his back facing Stan. There was a knife in his right hand that dripped blood, falling to the ground one after another. When the man heard the sound of the door, he turned back.

The hood revealed only lips that stretched to form a smirk. The man put his index finger on those lips as if trying to shush Stan.

Then the man stabbed the person hiding behind his body a few more times before turning back.

Stan's soul almost flew out of his body upon witnessing this scene. He felt that this person was coming over to kill him! His entire body got vigilant as he forgot the rest of the part in the storyline.

Shane sighed. "This host is hopeless. The only good thing is that everything is going according to my plan."

By the time Stan came back to his senses, there was already a knife in his right hand that smelled of thick blood. His hands were also stained by that blood as he stared at the room inside. He slowly made his way and saw that the office was already in a messy state.

Stan's head was muddled as he stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Just as he was standing there like a fool, he heard the sound of footsteps echoing in the hallway.

Shane suddenly spoke: "When I say, run!"

Stan gulped and nodded slowly. Soon enough a few people walked over with reports in hand. They didn't think too much when they saw the door open from a distance. But slowly, the smell of blood drifted to their noses, making them frown.

The two people exchanged a glance as they rushed inside only to be shocked. They stumbled back as they stared at the hooded person with a hint of horror in their eyes.

"Murder! Murder!" one of them exclaimed.

"Call 911!"

At this time, Shane yelled, "Throw the knife on the ground and run!"

Stan continued to stand there as if his legs were nailed to the ground.

Shane pressed his finger on his forehead, "If you want to destroy your role right now, you can continue to stay."

"Okay!" Stan rubbed his face and tried to reduce the tremble he felt all over his body. "Let's go."

"Oh, before running away, move out of the office and go to a place without security cameras. Then throw these robes in the trash can."

Stan did what was told as he continued to run for his life. Only after he felt that the police siren stopped ringing in the background did he lean against the wall in the deep and dark alley as he paused for a breath.

He panted. "What the heck…..! That was so stimulating!"

Shane said nothing and let his host calm down first. After a while, when Stan rested enough, it was already late evening. The sky had turned dark as the host stood up.

"I'll go home. I don't want to do anything for now."

Since the robes were thrown in the trash can, Stan wasn't worried about getting caught, but he knew that he would eventually be caught by the police since the knife had his fingerprints.

In any case, this world wasn't his original one, and he didn't intend to stay here for a long time. He might as well make the villain's identity famous in a good way.

For a few days, Stan stayed cooped up in his room, not having any intention of going out. Only when the news about the murder reduced did he step out.

Stan complained in his head. "Why do I have to stay locked up? I'm not one of those people who would be so frightened that they wouldn't want to take a step out! I'm the kind who would rather go on a trip to forget his worries! Then why did you force me to stay?"

"To make things more realistic." Shane glanced at the radar to find that the protagonist has entered the building again. "You are currently in the body of a girl. Females would easily get frightened to death after witnessing such a scene. She doesn't even know that she got famous as a villain all over the world.

"She only finds out after she accidentally sees the news. Later during the second arc. But we aren't going to wait that long. Let her find out sooner so that she can find out more from the protagonist."

Stan also felt that this method was reasonable. He nodded as he walked toward the elevator and entered the door. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Marvin standing. The two of them were stunned as the man frowned upon looking at the girl's face.

He asked in a concerned voice, "Did something happen? You don't look good."

"Purse your lips and remember something that frightens you to death." Shane thought for a moment before opening up the footage. "Take a look at this. It'll definitely make you act frightened."

Before Stan could utter a single word, he was shown a gruesome scene of the builder getting stabbed again and again by the knife that was given to him. His face turned pale as he glanced.

He yelled in his mind, "Stop it! I'm f*cking scared enough! I don't need to sh*t my pants!"

Marvin frowned after seeing the girl's face paling.

He immediately held her shoulders and asked, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"Now, wake up from a daze and act like you just noticed him." Shane continued to watch the scene with an extremely focused gaze.

"Why are you directing every move?" Stan was confused about this point.

"Because I don't trust your acting skills."

A simple reply made the host fume in anger. Still, finding that he didn't have any way to vent, he suppressed his anger and nodded.

Marvin didn't continue to wait as he took the girl to the closest hospital. After an hour, when they were finally done with all the tests, they were called by the doctor.

As soon as they entered the doctor's cabin, the latter opened his mouth and said, "Come, sit."

"Everything seemed fine physically, but you should check her up with a psychologist. She seems like she has just received a great shock."

Marvin pursed his lips and glanced at the girl. She was still in a daze, not reacting to the words spoken to her. He immediately leaned toward her and grabbed her hand.

"Then… I'll go back."

"First, remember to give her the medicine on time."

Marvin nodded as he grabbed the girl and walked out of the cabin in a moment. He thought for a while as he walked.

"You have never told me your name."

The girl stayed silent.

"Do you have any family members to take care of you?"

The girl was again silent.

Marvin sighed, "Fine. I'll take up the job. I'll come and feed you the medicine."

It looked as if the girl was really in a daze, but actually, Stan was arguing with the system inside his head.

"Why should I let some stranger take care of me?! I don't want to be taken care of!"

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