Mystica: Reincarnated Into A Novel As A Villain With 3x Reward System
Chapter 44: Incarnation of Totla Dictator

Chapter 44: Incarnation of Totla Dictator

She casually glanced at Arvian and said, "I have a twin brother. You should become friends with him. His name is Malgrath."

Arvian, who was still awestruck by the castle, suddenly froze. His mind blanked for a second.

"Wait... What?"

***

With his arm draped across his forehead, Arvian lay on the bed, deep in contemplation.

’Veyra is a noble... but more importantly, she’s the incarnation of Astrea. When I asked about her name, she didn’t recognize it. And Malgrath... he was Velnoctene’s founder in my novel world, yet here, he’s her brother. That means the two people I chose after the trial were reborn here. But this can’t be a coincidence. The system arranged it. But... how?’

His thoughts raced.

’There has to be someone controlling the system. It’s not just a tool—it has a will. It’s using me, shaping my path... or worse, is all of this just an illusion created by the system? No... I won’t be its puppet. I’ll find out who or what is behind it. But first, I need to focus on this world. I’ll use the system itself to reveal the truth.’

Then, a notification popped up.

[Time left for update: 3 minutes 12 seconds.]

Arvian sat up, staring at the screen.

’The system is updating soon...’

As the countdown began, tension filled the air.

3... 2... 1...

[System Update Notification]

[Updating the system...]

Suddenly, another message appeared.

[The update is vast and may take time... Your body will process the update accordingly.]

[Updating system in 3 seconds.]

Arvian’s eyes widened.

"Wait, my bo—"

[3... 2... 1...]

Before he could react, millions of system panels burst into existence around him, overlapping, flickering, and surrounding him in a storm of glowing data.

[Updating system...]

[Updating system...]

His eyes glowed strangely, his body shook from the overwhelming force, his hair stood on end as if charged with electricity, and a surge of energy swept through him. A sense of being rewritten, shock, and confusion.And then—

The notifications continued buzzing in his vision, overlapping and glitching.

And then—

A red, translucent notification popped up.

[While the system is updating, you will be transported to the Torture Re—]

Before he could even process the message, everything went black.

—

When his vision returned, Arvian found himself standing on apocalyptic ground. The sky above was a deep, ominous red. He barely had time to adjust before—

FWOOOSH!

Out of nowhere, scorching-hot rods shot toward him from all directions, twice as fast as before. His body tensed. A terrifying déjà vu struck him. He knew exactly where he was.

His eyes widened in horror.

"GAHHH—AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

This was the Torture Realm, the place where he had once suffered for failing an inhuman mission, but something was different. He screamed, his voice resonating across the dead wasteland. Everything moved more quickly. The rods moved at an insane speed. Unnaturally, the red moon in the sky rose and fell, flickering like a broken time-lapse. There was no sun. Just the blood-red moon, moving like a malfunctioning clock.

Time was accelerating.

And before he could react—

SHHHKK!

The first rod pierced through his shoulder. Then another through his chest.

SHKKK—SHKKK—SHKKK!

Pain. Pain unlike anything. The scorching heat seared his flesh, tearing through muscle, bone, and soul itself.

Time grew faster. 10x. 50x. 100x.

Hundreds of years of suffering compressed into minutes.

Every nightmare from before—every punishment, every agony—was repeated at an unbearable speed. His mind blurred. His screams had long lost their voice.

And then—

—

"—HAAAH!!"

Arvian’s body jerked up from the bed. He was back in the room.

His chest rose and fell rapidly. His entire body was soaked in sweat.

The system notifications were still buzzing in front of him, as if nothing had happened.

His hands trembled. He raised one to his face. His fingers brushed against his mouth—only to realize he had instinctively covered it.

His breathing was erratic. His mind raced.

’A... dream?’

"I-It was a dream?"

But his body still hurt. The pain was still there. The burns. The sensation of rods piercing his body. It wasn’t fading. It was real.

He touched his skin. Cold sweat. Shaky fingers. A racing heart.

’Then... why am I sweating?’

A terrifying thought entered his mind.

What if... that wasn’t just a dream?

’It felt too real... Da—’

Before he could finish his thought—

BZZZT!

The system screens around him glitched.

The vivid blue text turned blood red after a violent flicker. His entire body twitched. A weird feeling came over him, as if his very life depended on it.

Then—

His entire body began glitching.

His arms, his legs—his whole form distorted, flickering like a corrupted hologram. He felt something changing deep inside him, something beyond just his flesh.

His mind shifted.

Something was... rewriting him.

—

The screens vanished.

One by one.

Until only one remained.

A new, red translucent screen flickered in front of his eyes.

[SYSTEM UPDATED.]

[You can now check all the new notifications and system features.]

Arvian stared at it.

His breathing was still heavy. His hands still trembled.

But there was only one thought in his mind.

Just what the hell is happening to me?

Before Arvian could process anything, another long system panel materialized before his eyes.

[System Notification]

Your Chosen Role: "The Totla Dictator" – A Villainous Path.

—

You have chosen to become the incarnation of the Totla Dictator.

He was once the weakest king in history, a man who was derided and ridiculed by everyone. The people he ruled despised him. In the end, they betrayed him, tortured him, and tore him apart. But at the moment of his death—he made a contract with the Demon Kings. Now, his body rests in the void of a forgotten demon timeline, where countless demons lie in an eternal slumber.

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「And now, you are his successor.」

「You will inherit his powers.」

「You will awaken the demons.」

「And you will bring back the Totla Dictator.」

「Your quests, missions, and destiny will now align with this path...」

***

Arvian’s fingers clenched. His breathing turned sharp.

This was no ordinary role.

This was a curse.