False Villain : Anunnaki System vs Demon Contract

Arguments between mom and dad are normal, right?

Because that's what an 8-year-old boy named Rama felt.

He has always seen it since he could first remember. Every day, his parents fight to the point where Rama even thinks it's normal.

Does it bother him?

A little...

But who cares if you basically live in a big mansion with 3 maids who are ready to do anything for you.

He can eat anything, ask for anything, and if he wants something, he can get it right away.

Is it because he's spoiled?

That's part of the answer, because his favorite time to ask for something is when his mom or dad tells him to be quiet.

Why?

Because his father and mother were two people who were cheating on each other.

The 3 maids who worked at the mansion were young women who were all often slept with Rama's father. While his mother often invited other men when his father was not at home.

Both parents are busy people who are always working and are very rarely in the house. But when they are in the house, what happens is that the parents fight or one of the parents is cheating on the other.

All 3 maids just kept quiet and didn't tell anything because the pay was quite high, while for Rama?

It made him learn how human nature is filled with lies.

Everyone wants something and sometimes society doesn't like it, that's why people lie.

Is that wrong?

Maybe...

But for 8-year-old Rama, society is just a big mask to cover the different rottenness of each person.

When Rama finds his mother cheating on his father with another man, he always asks for expensive things like new shoes, the latest game console, or even a new computer. And when Rama found out his father was cheating on his mother with one of the maids, he always asked to be taken on a vacation out of town or the minimum thing besides that, invited to eat at an expensive restaurant in the city.

Was that his desire to be close to his parents?

No...

Not at all...

He knew that his parents were rotten human beings, and he was just making the best of the situation.

After all, why would he want attention and love if everyone was just lying in the end?

Even in his friendships when he was in elementary school...

"You only want to play with me because I give you money, right?" Rama asked his friends.

Such an honest and brave question was asked by Rama in his class. It was recess and some of the boys were surrounding Rama and joking around.

But when Rama asked that question, all the boys who claimed to be his friends fell silent.

Did that upset him?

No...

Not at all...

It just proved his view of the world and made Rama smile.

"Hehe, why are you guys looking gloomy like that? It's okay, it's a natural thing. I want a playmate and you want to be treated by me, we both benefit in the end," Rama said confidently.

"In the afternoon there is a movie that I want to watch in the theater, who wants to come? I'll pay for it," Rama continued, followed by two boys who raised their hands hesitantly at first, but soon after, all the boys who called themselves Rama's friends raised their hands.

Such a sad and pathetic scene for childhood life, but it becomes a vivid reminders for little Rama.

Rama went to the best school in the city and all the boys around him respected him because he seemed to be able to do whatever he wanted, or buy whatever he likes.

Even other children who had rich parents like Rama couldn't do what the boy did. Sometimes, their wishes were denied by their parents, but Rama?

Rama's wishes were always granted because he knew when and how to make his wishes come true.

His position as the most popular student in school even attracted the attention of a transfer student who was the son of a wealthy businessman.

"Hey, I heard you're the most respected boy here," said the transfer student who suddenly walked into Rama's classroom.

The transfer student was even followed by several large students who acted like his bodyguards.

The transfer student threw some money in front of Rama and his friends. "I can buy you anything you want, be my followers."

The students who called themselves Rama's friends were silent, as if they didn't care at all about the transfer student's behavior.

Rama chuckled. "No... No, you don't understand. That's not how you use power. Money alone is not enough to make someone follow you."

Rama walked towards the transfer students confidently and then looked at the large students who were behind the transfer students. "Hey, you guys standing at the back. I don't care how much that boy paid, but I'll give you anything if you want to stop being his bodyguards for 30 minutes."

The large students did not move and made the transfer student laugh.

"You can't buy them! Hahaha!"

Rama chuckled instead. "Sorry, I changed my sentence. Is there anything you guys want? Like... People you like... Or... Schoolwork... Or... A teacher you don't like... I'm not asking for much, really. Just 10 minutes, 10 minutes. That's not much, right?"

The big students stared at each other for a few moments doubtfully, but finally they all agreed and moved away from the transfer student.

The transfer student was immediately shocked. "No! Why?! I can give you guys money! I can-"

"No, you don't understand," said Rama who was now walking toward the transfer student. "You're just acting like you have power. But the real power comes from desire and you..."

Rama smirked. "...You don't understand the desires of the people who work for you."

The transfer student was annoyed that his plan had failed and immediately hit Rama.

Rama fell to the floor and startled the other students.

The transfer student laughed. "You... You're all talk!"

But Rama chuckled instead. "That's right, I'm a fool. Desire without physical strength is useless."

Rama immediately stood up and punched the transfer student in the face so hard that his nose bled.

"Eh?! Blood? I'll report you to my father!" the transfer student shouted.

But Rama jumped on top of the transfer student and hit him repeatedly while laughing. "Hahaha! In the end you hide behind your father! You have no power at all!"

---------------------------------------------------

Breathing heavily, the young man who had lost both arms could now only stand by and watch Zaskia take everyone away.

But he couldn't do anything because in front of him was Aril who stood firmly.

Rama took a deep breath and then exhaled.

He realized his current situation, the new village chief did not want to lead, Randa was very likely to run away and betray, he could only managed to kill Johan and both arms were gone already.

Rama sighed heavily. "What an interesting day."

The young man had no regrets at all. He had always thought the best way to find out someone's hidden desires was by fighting. The riskier the fight, the more honest the person would be.

No one could lie in front of death and he loved seeing that honesty.

And now, he was in a situation that would very likely kill him. He could either go back to the village and live with the hypocrites and uninteresting people, or...

Rama laughed and shouted loudly. "Don't move?! That's an interesting statement!"

Rama stepped his right foot forward and his entire body stopped moving. His body seemed to be forced to stay where it was, he tried to command his kalomba to move, but they too were stand still.

At that moment, Rama just realized that he was listening to a song.

But where did the singing come from?

When Rama looked forward, Aril had disappeared from his sight.

The young man felt a powerful killing intent coming from behind. He tried to glance back and found Aril ready to hit him with his fist covered in flames.

But that was not what Rama noticed, but instead, it's Aril's gaze.

A murderous gaze without the slightest hesitation. But it wasn't the gaze of someone who enjoyed a fight, or even the gaze of someone who was cornered and had to fight. It's different...

A cold gaze as if to emphasize that what he was doing was just a normal, unavoidable thing.

"You shouldn't have moved," said Aril, who immediately aimed his fiery fist at Rama's back.

At the last moment, Rama grinned. "So that's the kind of person you are."

*JRASH!

Blood sprayed in all directions followed by bright red flames.