Struggling as a Villain

There are four Deities and one Supreme Goddess in the heavens that looks over the world and has blessed them with the essence of life.

The four Deities are popularly known as,

Goddess of Love—Aluuvia

Goddess of Fate and Fortune—Miera

Goddess of War—Valeria

And, Goddess of Justice—Eireene.

The one who allowed the time reversal to take place and the strongest deities amongst us is the Goddess of Fate and Fortune.

When the time reversal happened, Miera had to choose the person whom she could bless and delegate the responsibility of the world's fate. Naturally, the person she selected was the most rational and level-headed of the four: Eleanor.

When Eleanor was sent back in time, she had only one goal: Do whatever you deem right to completely wipe off the existence of the Death Lord.

Eleanor was naturally prepared to take on the role since she already had planned everything she needed to do to attain world peace.

And among those steps, there was a necessary decision she has taken: kill the Witch of Calamity when she has the chance.

Eleanor was informed that Bellarine had taken the blessing of one of the Heavenly Demons, and if she survived the punishment, she would be stronger than ever. As such, Eleanor decided to take the help of the other three in order to erase Bellarine's existence before she could become a hindrance.

But well~not like every plan of hers needs to succeed.

"How can you all forget that we can't kill each other?" Facing Elizabeth, who was the only one still standing on her feet, Eleanor sighed.

The other two were already fallen on the ground; laced with wounds and bruises thanks to her newest creations.

An eight-foot-tall golem stood behind Eleanor, its rocky body illuminating with violet runes. Eleanor envisioned something like this to happen so she invented a tool which could counter the abilities of her three friends.

Elizabeth also didn't look much good, considering none of her mental interference magic worked against a thing that didn't even have a brain.

"Y-You...damn whore! You think you are the smartest being alive but you are not! Just like us, you are also one of the puppets of those shitty Goddesses!" Elizabeth's words brought a frown on the violette's face.

Indifferently she stated, "If I can live in a world where Ethan doesn't have to risk his life for the sake of humanity, I am ready to be used a hundred times."

Eleanor's voice held no emotions, but behind the clouds of indifference, there was a burning determination that sang the tale of a very long journey she had travelled to reach here. The sheer stubbornness to grant her beloved a happy life was the fuel needed for her to make so many bold decisions.

And now, coming this far, Eleanor was not going to stop because of some moral value or something.

"If you don't want to hunt down the Duchess, then it's fine. I will do it myself."

Eleanor shrugged and started to walk out of the room, followed by her creation.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Emily roared. The voice of annoyance and desperation made Eleanor shocked for a moment as she turned towards the blond.

Emily, with her face deformed and her left eye turned black, looked at Eleanor with a fiery expression and told her, "If you try to harm the Duchess, then I swear to god, I will tell Ethan everything!"

Eleanor frowned, "Are you crazy? Do you want to go through divine punishment?"

"I don't fucking care!" Someone from a noble family, it was very rare for Emily to curse, as the blond got up on her feet.

Her broken arms dangled by her side, her body was in tatters and the whole person looked extremely vulnerable. However, her demeanour oozed with naked anger as she spat,

"If you touch the Duchess, you will be regretting your whole life. I will tell everything to Ethan...and also the fact that despite being capable of saving her, you let his mother die!"

Eleanor growled, "Why are you doing this? In the end, you are looking for a guy who isn't Ethan. You have betrayed him!"

Hearing those words, Emily chuckled. It hurt, yet she continued to chuckle which soon turned into a hysteric laugh.

Nora looked at the girl worryingly but was too weak to get up and comfort her.

Elizabeth just looked at the scene with pure indifference in her eyes. A lot of things were going on inside her head, but for now, she decided to stay silent.

"You! The one who has betrayed us countless times is talking about betrayal?!" Drawing closer to Eleanor, Emily snarled, "You don't deserve to decide whether I am loyal to Ethan or not. And despite whatever you say, I won't change my decision."

Leaning her head down and staring into Eleanor's very soul, she threatened, "Touch Bellarine, and you lose Ethan."

Eleanor gritted her teeth, as she suddenly took out her dagger and tried stabbing Emily's throat—only for runic armour to stop the blade inches away.

Emily smirked, as she asked, "Didn't you say it just some moments ago?" Leaning closer, she whispered, "We can't kill each other, my dear El~"

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"Ah!" Richard woke up from his slumber by a sudden jolt.

The first thing he saw was the flashing screen of the system, signifying that his fatigue had returned to zero.

There were four more notifications pending, but he decided to look at them later; first, he wanted to eat something.

"Agh..." Raising his body he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He was inside the cell once again, and currently extremely hungry.

'How long was I asleep?'

[26 hours 54 minutes]

Damn...he slept over a day after that battle?

Looking at the death count he requested the system to set, he was thoroughly surprised to see three digits there.

[Body count: 284/10000]

That was better than what he initially expected. He achieved such a number just on the first day. That's really impressive.

*Grr*

Holding his stomach, Richard looked at the clock, only to find it was half past twelve.

"Hungry?" Hearing the familiar voice of his cellmate, Richard got up and looked at Brad who was currently sitting on his bed and munching over something that seemed like bread.

"I am."

Brad offered the whole plate to Richard as he said, "Well, since I brought it with your tokens, surely you can have it."

Richard stared at the man blankly before he hurriedly checked his pockets....and as he expected there were two hundred tokens missing.

Brad told him, "A hundred for this lunch another hundred for saving your ass."

Well, Richard couldn't deny that Brad indeed helped a lot back then, and a hundred tokens was a fair price, so he just took the tray and sat down to eat the dinner.

A hundred tokens offered a loaf of bread (half of it was already eaten), some meat(some chunks can be seen scraped out), sweet yoghurt and a lot of green vegetables.

Richard nearly devoured the whole thing within seconds. He hadn't eaten anything in two days, so it was understandable why he forgot all about the etiquette and wolfed down the pitiful amount of food.

Brad jumped from the bed and sat across Richard; on the ground.

Richard curiously asked, "Why do you always sit on the floor?"

Brad realised it now, but he just shrugged and said, "It helps in better conversation."

After a pause, and after seeing that Richard was finally done with the food, Brad asked,

"So, your name is Richard?" Hearing that, Richard frowned but nodded

"Who told them?" Richard was curious about which gentleman told those prisoners, Richard's name and turned them against him. Although it was very beneficial for Richard, he has to keep an eye on the person who provoked them.

Richard was expecting a response from Brad, however, the one who answered was a female, "It was me."

Richard looked at the girl and was surprised to see such a beautiful woman here in the Endless Hold. Those enchanting eyes invited him to just get lost in them, however, living with so many beauties has improved his resistance.

Richard rested the tray on the ground before getting up.

Approaching the girl, Richard sternly asked, "Do I know you? And what in the world did I do wrong with you? Why did you provoke them?"

The lady parted her lips but no word came. Her eyes were dazed and she looked lost in his presence.

Brad raised his brows. This was the first time seeing Jasmine being so startled.

'Heh~interesting...'

Richard waited for a few seconds before waving his hands in front of her face, "Hello?"

The raven-haired was broken out of the daze as she hurriedly turned on her heels and with a red face, she dashed away.

Richard followed her disappearing back with his eyes. His lips parted in shock as he turned to look at Brad,

"What just happened?"

Brad grinned, "Love, my friend. You rizzed her up with that bald head of yours."

"...."

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A/N:- Thanks for reading.