SYSTEM:TWISTED LOVE INTEREST CANNON FODDER.

ARC EIGHT:CH-8.2

"We will name him Zhen Yang." The sect leader of the white lily sect spoke, looking at his own son affectionately, rocking him lightly.

Mo Jung couldn't believe it. He was in denial at first. But when he discovered the secret of the person he considered as his elder brother he couldn't keep calm anymore.   

"What are you really?" He yelled at that thing, staring at the words engraved on his bare skin. Those words craved into his skin were shining with a bright light.

Mo Jung....the villain of this world?

Zhen Yang the son of fate of this world?

What did that mean?

That thing stared back at him with chilling eyes. "Hm....this wasn't supposed to happen." He uttered with a chilling gaze directed towards Mo Jung. Adding, "This won't do. I will have you forget that you ever saw this."
His hands stretched towards Mo Jung's face. Activating the rewrite skill that thing erased Mo Jung's memory, selecting out the scene where he discovered its secret.

"Remember, you are puppets of this world. The god created you to build this world according to his wishes. So you have no right to resist his force, act like the way your fates were written. The evil of this world, Mo Jung."
Finishing his spell that thing saw Mo Jung act the way he was supposed to. Feeling satisfied he let his guard down, not realising that the brainwashing didn't work on a certain person. 
A few more years later the wheels of fate began to divert from the originally intended route. Things that were not supposed to happen began to unfold. And the master mind behind all these diversion was the current Mo Jung. The Mo Jung, who had perfected his mask of righteousness before this world, the Mo Jung who had lost his family to this world, the Mo Jung who was betrayed by the person he considered as a brother. He became the pure evil Mo Jung who upon knowing of his true origin wanted to trespass this world and go beyond, laying the foundations of this world as the stepping stone to his goal. Everytime he worked behind the scenes, blood was stained on his hands. There were even times when he was unsure but since he has come so far there was no turning back. The blood stains on his hands always reminded him that there was indeed no turning back. Zhen Yang and Li Jei, these two were the sons of fates, for whose purpose, this world was created. Meanwhile he, Mo Jung was the villain who was born to die by their hands. Since he was destined to be a villain he might as well be one that would break this world using the two protagonists.

Become a manipulative bastard...

Never take off your mask...

Never let anything destroy your plans.....

Kill....kill...kill for your own good.....

Never trust anyone but yourself.....

If it wasn't for that thing, or that person, Mo Jung might have died just like in his dreams, being killed mercilessly by the two protagonists. Infact it was thanks to that person he was able to learn about this world and use the data to his advantage. This was how he flipped the world onto his side. But....the script he had staged went off trail when Li Jei willingly surrendered himself. This caused him to ponder over certain things.

"Could it be related to that thing?" He couldn't help but thing about it this way. Li Jei was the other son of fate of this world. If they had fought, Mo Jung would have been a step closer to his goal. But because of a single action the stage had been shattered. It was likely high that that thing must have been behind this. Thinking so he decided to check on his captive.
He went inside a cave. Passing through the dark space he ignored the strange sounds echoing in the darkness, whispers falling against his ears. His steps stopped before a gigantic mass of ice crystal. At the middle of this ice crystal was a human body. He had long black hair frozen inside the ice. His eyes were closed at the moment. The skin on his body was rigid and cold, with strange words engraved onto his enitre body. The light emitting from those words was very dim, as if it was dying away.

"Why don't you just die already?" Mo Jung yelled angrily, staring at the Rule of this world, the nirvana, the protector of this world. This person had been Manipulating him since he was young so that he, Mo Jung could serve his purpose as the destined villain.
HOW HATEFUL! HOW HATEFUL OF THIS PERSON TO USE HIM WITHOUT FEELING AN OUNCE OF SINCERITY TOWARDS HIM AS A REAL PERSON. 
Mo Jung was a real person. He was not just a puppet. He was real!!!

"Just you wait....I am going to have your two darlings kill each other. Then I will ripp off the head of the one who survives. This world will crumble under my feet!! Golden Nirvana!!!" The killing intent rising from his body caused a chilling shockwave to course through the cave.

When he left another figure appeared in the black space.

"Such a formidable villain." Ivar couldn't help but applaud this person called Mo Jung. This final boss was really deserving of his title. He turned his attention onto the Rule of this world, who was being imprisoned inside an ice crystal, made of the strongest ancient enchantment chains. This cave was really an ideal place for sealing up the Golden Nirvana of this world. The Illusion cave of desire, a dangerous existence in this world. The greater the attachment of the subject of desire the stronger the ancient enchantments channeling in this cave worked. For the Rule, whose desire to protect the world was so strong, this cave was the perfect, ideal place to keep him in captive. Mo Jung must have went through the data very keenly, for him to think of this place and use it against the Golden Nirvana. Also, given the similar circumstances they had in common there was no way Ivar could bring himself to dislike this villain.

But.....

He liked Nulis much much more. So he was going to use Mo Jung to earn points. In short, Mo Jung cannot have his goal fulfilled. Ivar had to fulfill Li Jei's three wishes to earn points.

*Shing*

Something flashed at the back of his head. He glanced behind him to see four people smiling at him. A lovely couple with two kids. One young girl and another boy child.

"My baby.....come here." She said in a lovely voice.

Ivar's eyes slanted dangerously. He narrowed his eyes at the golden nirvana trapped inside the ice crystal.
"I guess you are aware of my presence, that I am an outsider." He snorted lightly. Raising his hand he channeled his mana into his fingers, shooting at the illusion of his family.

"But.....how dare you try to use their faces against me!!!" Breaking the illusion he stared at this annoying pest with chilling eyes.
Dead people never come back. His family died already ages ago.

The illusion cave of desire, as long as the attachments were strong, the illusion it creates will awlays reflect the desire of the individuals.

Red hair. Tall and handsome. With broad shoulders and a pair of beautiful eyes. His lips moved to call a name.

When Ivar saw him, his eyes flashed with immense displeasure. Breaking the illusion again he began to walk towards the Golden Nirvana..... This thing was the reason why he had surrendered himself, handing himself over to the cultivators. The Rule of this world. What a hateful existence!

Crack.

Crack.

It was at that moment that Ivar's eyes went wide with surprise. His body froze.

Without confirming it with his eyes he felt his body already moving, unable to contain himself, he sprinted forward.

"You finally came. Hng.....I missed you...."

Feeling his kitty kitty purring against his neck, embracing him tightly, "Me too, Ivar."

He has finally come!!! To him!!! Again!!!