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Villain Ch 273. I Was Born to Destroy

"What makes you think of that?" Yora couldn't help but question the emperor's words, her voice laced with curiosity. This was her chance to engage in conversation with him, to gather information about his weaknesses, or uncover any hidden elements within the game's storyline. Despite being under his influence, she knew that he wouldn't kill her right now.

A sly smile danced upon the emperor's lips as he emitted a low, humming sound, reveling in his power and control. "I don't know, Lil' kitten," he replied, his voice dripping with mock innocence. "Perhaps it's because my loyal subordinates have informed me that there was a multitude of players desperately seeking an audience with me after my hunt this afternoon," he taunted, his tone filled with smug superiority.

"So, you knew about that too..." Yora's voice wavered with a mix of surprise and disbelief. The realization that the emperor was aware of the players' search left her momentarily speechless.

A wicked grin spread across the emperor's face as he reveled in his omnipotence. "Of course," he retorted, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I am the devil emperor, after all. I possess knowledge that surpasses all. Every move, every whisper, every intention of yours is laid bare before me. You are all at my mercy," he taunted, his tone laced with a chilling calmness that sent shivers down her spine. The threat behind his words hung heavily in the air, a constant reminder of the power he held over her.

Yora's eyes narrowed, her determination unwavering despite the emperor's menacing words. She refused to succumb to fear, instead choosing to challenge his motives once more. "Why are you doing this?" she questioned, her voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of defiance.

The emperor's laughter echoed through the air, mocking and filled with contempt. "Pfft! Ahahahaha! You just can't get enough of asking the same question, can you?" he sneered, his amusement evident in his voice. Yora's relentless pursuit of answers only further fueled his enjoyment. She was a curious soul, unyielding in her quest for knowledge, never satisfied until she had unraveled the truth.

Yora stood her ground, undeterred by the emperor's mocking tone. "If you won't provide a satisfactory answer, then I will continue asking until I find the truth," she declared, her determination shining through her words. She refused to let him evade her inquiries, knowing that beneath his facade lay a hidden secret.

Intrigued by her persistence, the emperor decided to indulge her, to play his twisted games with her in this moment of vulnerability. "Very well," he conceded, his gaze locked with hers as he reached out to touch a strand of her hair. His expression softened for a brief moment, a flicker of melancholy crossing his features. "That's because... someone I once trusted betrayed me in the past," he confessed, his voice tinged with a mixture of sorrow and bitterness. As he toyed with her hair, his fingers danced through the strands, the softness slipping through his grasp.

Yora's eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and curiosity dancing within them. The emperor's revelation had caught her off guard as if a crack had formed in the impenetrable armor of his villainous persona. It was an unexpected confession, one that hinted at a deeper complexity lurking beneath the surface.

The emperor leaned closer, his features contorted with a bittersweet smile. The melancholy in his voice resonated, intertwining with the air around them. "Yes, my beloved one betrayed me. So, I decided to destroy everything. I need something to ease my pain," he uttered, his words laced with both sorrow and a hint of longing. It was a revelation that exposed a vulnerability he rarely showed.

"What---" Yora's words were caught in her throat as the emperor abruptly cut her off. The change in his demeanor was startling, as if a switch had been flipped, extinguishing any trace of vulnerability or remorse. His mischievous grin spread across his face, taunting her with his deception.

"Just kidding," he jeered, reveling in his manipulation. The air grew colder, and his posture became rigid once more. His words dripped with icy disdain. "I was born to destroy, Lil Kitten," he declared, his voice devoid of any sentimentality. "Because I hate this world. It's as simple as that."

Of course, he knew why his trick worked on Yora. She always said it when they were still in a relationship after all. Well, again, he couldn't deny a bit of truth from the statement he just made.

"But you should have a reason for that, right?" Yora pressed, refusing to accept the emperor's dismissive answer. She knew deep down that his motivations couldn't be as shallow as mere boredom.

The emperor tilted his head as if contemplating her question. A wry smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Am I?" he mused aloud, feigning a moment of introspection. "Oh, right. It's because I'm bored and I need something to entertain myself. So, I mess around with you guys. It's as simple as that."

Yora's eyes narrowed, suspicion clouding her features. She wasn't about to let him off the hook so easily. There had to be more to his actions, a hidden purpose that drove him to wreak havoc upon the game world and its players.

Before she could voice her thoughts, the emperor's attention shifted toward Mac's team. His gaze locked onto the intense struggle unfolding before them, the clash between the courageous players and the Doppelganger, a twisted mirror image of the emperor himself.

"I really enjoyed your team's struggle," he confessed, his voice laced with a chilling delight. The gleam in his eyes revealed a perverse pleasure derived from the suffering of others. "The more they suffer, the happier I am. It's like a twisted game, and I hold all the cards."

Yora's blood ran cold at the sound of his maniacal laughter. It sent shivers down her spine, a haunting echo that seemed to reverberate through the sky. She couldn't comprehend how someone could derive such pleasure from inflicting pain and misery upon others.

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