Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

All Shane could feel was the pain of his body being eaten alive. This was the first time he had ever felt this way. His skin almost broke apart, making him feel as if his cells were breaking apart into millions of pieces.

He couldn't do anything about it but wait.

He almost forgot about the times when he would just use the sense-blocking function. Now he could realize how difficult the life of a host was!

The chewing continued until he felt dizzy. His breath stuck in his throat. That was until the monsters ate his throat themselves. That's when he lost consciousness in the midst of excruciating pain.

When he opened his eyes the next moment, he was already inside the portal room. His forehead was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat as he gasped rapidly.

Just then, someone hit him on his legs. "You damn man. I never thought you would surpass me in ruthlessness! How did you do it?"

How did he do it? To be honest, Shane still felt like it was all his dream. Even though he knew it was wrong of him to kill people according to moral standards, he felt a certain amount of pleasurable emotion flush through him when he started to kill people.

That was why, even after massacring everything, he was still cold and aloof, as if he had never felt shocked and compassionate. It was almost as if he was in a spell where he liked killing people.

He sat there in a daze, thinking about what he had just experienced. It could be that what happened and whatever he did were probably under the influence of that demonic body, but didn't he also use dark energy in real life? He couldn't make using dark energy an excuse for his own choices.

So he really did like killing people, huh? How come he hadn't figured it out until he died and was given a second chance at living?

He received another kick on his legs as he looked over at Hope. "What're you thinking about? Get up!"

"I…" For some reason, he suddenly wondered what this girl actually looked like under her hood. "I don't know…."

"You don't know?" exclaimed Hope. "You massacred everyone there like a real demon and didn't even bat your eyelashes. Do you even know the meaning of the word hesitation? You were basically the demon king himself!"

Shane lowered his head.

He wasn't surprised by the demon king's desire to kill all the righteous cultivators back then. Even he would be angry enough to destroy everything. But he could tell that there was more to this desire.

The demon king was perhaps too bored to deal with anything. So wasn't it better to get rid of all of his enemies and have some fun with killing? That was killing two birds with one stone.

Shane didn't share his dark thoughts with Hope. Even he was surprised to realize that he could read the demon king's thoughts accurately.

It might be because of that thousand-year-old memory, or he could just be a dark person.

Shane felt that both could be the reason behind it.

Hope couldn't take it anymore. She bent over and grabbed the man's collar, pulling him up roughly. It could be said that the girl's strength was amazing. She glared at him and shook his body rapidly as if he was a potato sack.

"Wake up, dumbo! You act like you've gone insane or something ever since you came out. Were the old man's memories too much for you to handle?!"

Shane blinked and silently pushed her hand away. "I'm fine. I just need some rest."

"That's better. And remember, don't do anything tonight without my word."

Only then did he remember what Hope had said in reply to his endless queries. That he would get an answer tonight.

It seemed to be ages ago.

He nodded as if agreeing to her demands and walked out of the portal room.

Behind him, Hope narrowed her eyes. She knew what this person would do. He would ignore her warnings and go as he liked as he always did.

Tsk. she would have to keep an eye on him.

So Shane went on his way as a certain girl continued to tail behind him into the dark like a creepy stalker. He reached his house soon enough as he entered his apartment. The first thing he did was strip and go off to the bathroom.

Hope, who was standing on the tree outside the living room, closed her eyes and cursed under her breath.

This person was hopeless. How could he strip in front of a girl like this?!

Shortly, he walked out with a towel around his waist as if he was trying to show off his model-like body to someone. Hope glared at the man from the outside.

If she had known he was going to bathe first, she would have arrived half an hour later.

Fortunately, Shane didn't really want to roam around naked and clothes soon enough. Then he fell to the bed and went to sleep.

Hope frowned but she knew that thing would happen tonight in a while. So she had to stay here like some creepy dude, staring at the sleeping man.

She suddenly remembered Twilight. When she thought of that cold vampire staring at Bella, she shook her head.

How the f*ck she could compare herself with some emotionless dude? Yak!

Just as she was thinking about bulsh*t things, she watched Shane suddenly getting up at the sound of a notification popping up in his head. A familiar screen appeared in his eyes that Hope couldn't see. It was a rule that others couldn't see your menu no matter what. So Hope didn't see what the message was, but whatever it was, it surely raised Shane's vigilance to 100%.

The man instantly straightened his back and stared at the screen intently as if utterly confused and cold at the same time.

Then she saw a hesitant expression on his face before shaking his head. He got up and got ready, wearing something comfortable to head out before opening the front door of his apartment.

Hope knew it. She knew this person wouldn't tell her and would dare to act like a hero.

She gritted her teeth and followed him into the shadows.

What Shane actually saw was a message from an unknown source telling him to enter a specific coordinate inside the transmigration portal. What made him vigilant was the warning, which said if he didn't do what the other person said, he would end up dying altogether. Furthermore, the entire system world may vanish without a trace.

Another warning was attached, saying he shouldn't tell anyone about this and not let anyone else enter this place.

He was suspicious of this message, but he didn't want Hope to bear his burden. Even though she was powerful, he didn't want her to be hurt because of his messed-up issues. So he decided not to tell her anything about it anymore.

As he walked onward, he could feel someone's eyes boring into his back. When he turned around, he was met with the silence and darkness of the night.

He frowned and turned around, continuing to walk ahead.

The two of them slowly entered a close-by transmigration portal shop. Shane entered the coordinates first and entered. Before the portal could be closed, Hope quickly followed the man and sped up to become a host instead.

Since Shane wasn't telling him everything, she might as well do it in a roundabout manner!

Shane first entered the system space, where a screen opened up to him. He looked over and frowned.

"Do you want to use the time travel feature given by Dirt?"

Time travel? Shane couldn't understand why this menu showed him this, but he had a rough idea about it.

Could it be that the destruction of this world was related to something that happened in the past?

He quickly clicked yes and vanished from the system without a trace.

Soon enough, he entered a familiar space inside the host's mind and sat on the ground, waiting for his host to wake up. He wondered what Hope was doing right now. This was the first time he had entered a world all alone, without her help.

Just as he was thinking about this, his host seemed to have woken up. He swiftly turned on the screen and glanced at the host's eyes, which were opening at a slow pace. He or she seemed to be in a confused state at the moment.

He looked carefully. When he realized where exactly they were, his eyes widened.

This was the system world—the institute, to be precise. He could see a certain old man in the place of Ed and two bald students standing on the other side of the table. His host woke up as another male student stood at the door.

Shane couldn't help but feel his breath stuck in his throat.

What was happening?

Why was he sent into the past?

Just what would be his mission this time?!