“I want to be villainous with big boobs, a demon contract, a perfect ass, wide hips, and flexible body! Oooh! Also, I want the ability to make girls not question like me and have my new body to produce hormones that make certain a boy who can't resist me and be my slave. Or my husband; either way, he is mine.” A feminine spoke with all the joy of a child in a candy store. The person next to him—well, her if you asked didn’t agree with such a statement.
“Heck no! Why would you want two meat sacks and a bad back?! I refuse to give my body to such a cur that would ruin my back!”
That is, she doesn't like the statement.
“Your opinion hardly matters, darling!” Ren Dawn Shishidou said. She is the daughter of the owner of the Dawn Corporation, a highly successful munitions company, and the granddaughter of the founder of the renowned Shishidou Foundation. In short, she is richer than Tony Stark and Richie Rich combined.
Too bad all those riches don't matter to the dead.
“It's going to be my body. You'll reincarnate in my body; I refuse to be a cow!” Rin Pendragon, the former princess, is currently an evil lord. She, too, had more money than a person can spend in ten lifetimes.
The two girls glared at each other in the Well of Souls.
“Now girls, no fighting… There is no conflict at this table.” Lilith, the Goddess of Chaos, said playfully as the Goddess of Order, her sister… counterpart… lover…? Whatever just rolled her eyes as the two girls ignored Lilith.
“Why are you fighting me on this, Final Boss Rin? I’m about to become you! So just shut up and let us have double ds'!” Ren hissed at the black beauty. Why can’t she reason in her plan? Had she not released how many men would simp over them, it would have been in the hundreds.
"Ok, first: You are being reincarnated into my past body, so I have no say. Second: As the person who will fuse with you, I have a choice on what size my chest will be. Third: Hell no! Final BossRin fired back.
The two feminine young women glowered at each other with intense rage and willpower. The two Goddesses even saw lighting between them.
To make a long story short, Ren Shishidou and Rin Pendragon both died very tragically and are in the process of reincarnation. Normally, a soul would either be sent to Hell if they were evil and wicked and tortured by Inferno Daemon until they are cleansed and returned to the life of life. Good souls get sent to Heaven, becoming Angelo, or enter their own personal heaven until they, too, choose to be recycled.
Well, all those options chose to be thrown out the window because Lilith got bored and decided to reincarnate a sultry, genderfluid, money-loving diva and the exact same person, only slightly eviler. Who also hates big breasts because they are bad for your back?
There is also the ‘Darkness’ that wants to come in, but it is not important. Even if they break in, Lilith and her sister can remake the universe again.
“Lilith! Please tell this heathen that I’m right?!” Ren demanded, pointing her black nails to her counterpart. She liked it better when she had just read about Rin in novels and the deep-dive MMORPG. Sure, Rin died in the first chapter, depending on which server you were, but it's still better than meeting the real version.
“I’m the bane of Castletown. Witch of the Bloodmoon, I even killed Clarissa once. My magic was second to none. I will not have a cow body.” Rin said her piece; she refused to have such fat on her body.
Don’t her wrong—she has no quarrels with big boobs; hell, her mother had a perfect pair, but she saw her grandmother's back problems and will not go through such pain.
She also ignored the fact that her grandmother was over two hundred years old, a warrior who never believed in healing potions, and had not eaten right for the last fifty years.
“Rin, you lost your chance in the matter when you burned the city, and Ren lived well a less evil life than you, so suck it up.” Lilith stopped this very amusing fight while her counterpart went to reincarnate Ren and Rin.
“Ren Shishidou Rin Pendragon, I appear towards thee—”
“I know. I know. Give me my body, please?”
"But--" Rin protested.
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“Ok, sure, why not? Just don’t be super evil, ok?” Eve said to Ren and the defeated Rin.
Ren thought quietly for a moment. What was the only thing I ever wanted to be when I grew up? I wanted to be the greatest villain in history!
Ren has always read history books and played many games on Asian villainy and regretted truly not mastering the art of being a villain. It was always No Rin. You can’t poison a village just because they won’t sell their crappy houses on their shit land.
No, Rin, you can’t have a monopoly because you want to decrease the prices of cakes and candy.
Rin, please get rid of your Trump idol statue. The housekeepers keep trashing it!
Rin, for the love of god, you can't go to a third-world country and buy up the attractive women you can see, hire them as maids, and destabilize the government while you're at it. Africa was bad enough, and Sweden sent assassins for a year. It got old!
Even being the daughter of the two richest companies in the world with connections and extortion material, her wonderful, handsome friend had to make her soft. And as a business person, the thing she regretted the most was not making enough money by not controlling the governments and companies. Thus, Ren answered:
“Very well, then. Just like before, I want my personality to be in the lead mixed with Rin's and have my wish granted.”
“Oh, this will be very fun. I shall grant your wish, and don’t pout, Rin, you will love it too.” The Goddess looks upon them warmly. “Give them hell, ladies.”
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Dragon's Reach, Castletown, Pendragon Castle
She slept for what felt like ages, and it was good! It was better than those endangered peacock feather pillows. It was like very expensive cotton candy. Finally, Ren Shishidou felt her consciousness return. Through hazy vision, she met the gaze of two familiar people.
A raven-haired woman with eyes and a blonde, blue-eyed human male. The male hosting her up.
"My baby girl is born!" The man declared with happy jovial.
So this is what a baby feels like?
She was not impressed. The blonde-haired man looked more like a hunk because those muscles were nice. "Who is going to be the greatest in the world? You are! You are! Whooo! Whooo, Rin baby!"
Yosh! I get my dream name and my old name! Rin cheered to herself. Well, cheering to herself means yelling loudly with the energy of many happy children.
"My love, Rin will get scared if you keep swigging her like that."
This caused the father to stop gently spinning his only daughter around. "Sorry, Guinevere. I got a little excited."
"I'm sorry that Arthur, you idiot father, can't stop acting like he was five years old!" Guinevere calmly said, leaking out a bit of killing intent.
Thank you, Goddess of Chaos. I will make you proud. My lifelong dream of becoming a villainess starts now! Thank you, God, in my previous life… This must be my just reward for having lived virtuously! I will go down in history as this world’s most savvy villainess!
But first things first, find Gazei and make him the hero. I do not want to save anyone.
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Harlem, New York, Neo United States of America, August 20, 2023.
In the heart of Harlem, Neo New York, America-Japan, under the cloud-kissed skyline of August 20, 2024, his birthday no less, a black-haired teen faced down the infamous Immortal Gang of New Jersey, or was it New York? Ah, it hardly mattered to him anyway.
His name rang through the alleyways like a silent warning: Gazei Drake Hunter, the third. Beneath his rough exterior, he was a kind soul, a peace-lover, and a beacon of warmth. But when disturbed, he could be a fierce storm.
"You better have a damn convincing reason for disturbin' my nap," he growled, the edge in his voice sharp as a blade, "Start yappin', or I'll break your fuckin' arms!" The threat hung heavy in the air.
The kind soul that is a peace lover is a flat-out lie.
The gang leader, a pathetic specimen now glistening with fear-induced sweat, yelped an order for everyone to grovel like terrified puppies. Gazei's dark eyes swept over his would-be attackers, a scoff escaping his lips.
"You still didn't answer my question, dumb shit," he snarled, tightening his grip on the leader's shoulder until his knuckles turned white.
Off to the side, his school bag lay punctured by a sharpened 2X4, a grim reminder of the attack meant for him.
"W-We got carried away! The leader stammered, " Seeing the legendary Rampaging Ire Dragon sleeping so defenselessly… We...we thought it was our chance!"
"You're lucky," Gazei retorted icily, a glacial glint in his eyes. Anyone else would be in the morgue by now."
"Heh, though it woulda been fun watchin' you kick the bucket…" His words were cut short as Gazei rammed his face into the concrete, a grim satisfaction playing across the teen's features.
"What was that?" He sneered, a vein pulsing ominously on his forehead.
The leader remained silent, his face a twisted mask of pain as he tried to feel anything besides the agonizing throb.
"This is what happens when you mess with me!" With a roar that echoed through the silent streets, Gazei swung the leader around, dunking his head repeatedly into the murky pothole filled with water nearby.
Gazei is pretty sure it is filled with hobo piss…
"Maybe I should dial an ambulance?" Gazei pondered aloud, "Nah, why waste my precious cell minutes? Ma has all the money in the world to spend on boring books with banned words and keeps as hell when it comes to phones. Who the hell has cell phone minutes in this day of age!"
As Gazei continued his torment, the battered gang members shared a thought as they winced in empathetic pain: This dude was the embodiment of EVIL.
"Guess I should stop now. Dude, ain't even twitchin' anymore. But he ruined my dream… Eh, what's a couple more minutes gonna do?" His words were punctuated by the leader's helpless gasps for air as he was once again submerged in the unforgiving waters. The smell was awful.
Yup, filled with piss.
This was the last day Gazei would torment the gangs of Earth.