After getting stabbed dark energy overtook his body. He didn’t like the symbolism in its black color, but it wanted to help him, he could feel it on his skin. Help him gain revenge. He wanted to help the orphans not get revenge. The spirit that possessed him appeared in his head. She was a dark skinned woman. Brown like almonds, She wore her hair in afro pigtails. She took a draw from her cigarette holder. “Kid. Think about all the orphans that these people have raped, tortured, and murdered. They are the reason that there are orphans in the first place.”

“But killing them doesn’t fix the problem they are societal issues.”

“It’s just the first step. Once you eliminate the corruption then society will fix itself.”

Hero crumbled to his knees. “But…. from what they say. That’s the entire society.”

Nemesis shrugs. “So be it? Kill everyone whoever hurt an orphan.” Like a command Hero’s body jerks awake. “Greetings Demon lord. Your brother is awaiting your return.” The duke moves towards Hero like an old friend. Hero pushes the duke to the ground. The guard's attack. It’s a dance between spear points. His body controlled by Nemesis. His entire mind is focused on not killing any of the people he is attacking. To kill an enemy is against the hero's code. They need to face judgment or be redeemed.

Hero ties the final knot of the rope containing the guards and duke. With that everyone in the mansion is immobilized. “What are you going to do with them?” Hero shrugs. The first step would be to tell the king. Hopefully, the duke was lying about the king being in on it. If he wasn’t then… that’s a world too rotten for Hero’s kind soul. The sensation of heat begins to grow on Hero’s back. He turns around. The mansion is on fire. Nemesis smiles at him from inside his head. “How did a fire start?”

Nemesis whistles innocently. “What did you do!?” Hero yells at her.

“Listen here. I’m here to make sure you get your revenge. They aren’t going to change their ways. The only option for vile people is death. Let Anubis sort ‘em out.”

“It’s against my code to kill.”

“Then I will kill for you,” She whispers into Hero’s ear.

“Hey look Hiro.” Anon points to the enemy front line. I begin to sweat. How could Hero be on the enemy team? She used a pair of binoculars to peer at the enemy line. “I don’t see him.”

“The black haired dude with a katana, Surrounded by like twelve girls.”

“That’s not Hero!”

“Yes, it is.”

I don’t have time for Anon’s silly games. The war is about to begin. I need to stick behind the archers and supply them with arrows as well as running to each cannon to supply cannonballs. I prepare my legs. Once the war bugle is blown then the armies will approach each other.

There were no war bugles. The guy Anon was watching raised his sword and brought it down. The earth split. A lightning shaped ravine came towards our troops. It snaked through the ranks of knights and then the ground gave way. The entire front lines of my army were swallowed into the earth. His mage steps forward. With one spell she closes the hole that his strike created. The enemy army rushes forward. Their cavalry cuts through the archers. Anon grabs me by the waist. He is running from the battlefield. “Don’t you have any honor? We are in battle!” Anon looks down at me as we run. “No.”

Soon enough a mounted knight catches up with us. He stabs his lance through Anon’s chest. Anon falls to the ground tumbling. Red liquid spills out of him in a great fountain. It is the thinnest blood that I have ever seen. It flows like water from a water balloon. It smells like wine. Anon must have some very serious medical problems. I come to his side. “Anon? Can you hear me? Are you alright?”

The knight is off his horse he has a net ready to kidnap me. “The king’s daughter. You’ll fetch a good price.” He throws the net. I bring my arms up to catch it. It doesn’t land. Anon stands over me. The net in one hand. He sucks it into his hand. He has space magic! He can store things in his hand. The knight draws his sword. Anon lets it collide through his hand. The sword is sucked into Anon’s hand. He faces me. “Look Prin. I invented a new trick!” He laughs. The knight, taking advantage of Anon's lapse in concentration, kicks Anon in the chest. The sound of bones breaking is heard as Anon is sent flying back. The knight turns to me. He grabs me by the neck. He squeezes hard. “Go to sleep little princess.” I try to pry his hands from my throat but my tiny hands do nothing against him. I need to think of something quick! I envy Anon. Able to improvise on the spot. No, it wasn’t improvisation. He was teaching me more about my own power! If he could suck in anything he touches then so can I. I store the man's gauntlet in my inventory. He recoils in shock but quickly recovers. Now his bare hands are on my throat. I scream as I grab his hands again. I just need to store whatever is attacking me!

The clatter of falling armor. There is no pressure on my throat anymore. I sit up. In front of me is a pile of the knight's armor. Anon walks up behind me. He is laughing. “I think you took me tittle for the best inventor.”

“What? What happened?”

“Can’t you tell? You stored him in your inventory.”

“Is he okay?”

Anon bit his lip. Then shrugged. “Have you stored air in your inventory?”

I shake my hand. He begins to count on his fingers. He goes through one hand then the other and repeats three times before I finally work up the courage to yell at him. “What are you doing!”

“Give me a minute.”

I let him count on his fingers a few more times. “Okay. Now he’s dead!”

“WHAT?!”

“Humans can only survive about three minutes without oxygen.”

I quickly pull the knight from my inventory. I check his pulse, but there is none. “Anon! I didn’t want to kill him!”

"AnOn, I DiDn'T WaNt To KiLl HiM." he mocks.

Hoofbeats come towards us. On it sits the black haired man who destroyed the army. Behind him is thirteen girls. The man jumps off his horse. Taking a knee in front of me. He grabs my tiny hand and plants an even smaller kiss on it. “Oh, fair lady, what doth you do-eth on this fine morning. The battlefield is no place for a beauty such as yourself. Come with me. I can promise you the world.”

Anon claps at the expressive display. “Your acting is getting better Hiro.” Hiro stands sup and pivots towards Anon. He draws his sword. Anon begins to panic. “Wait! Wait! Hiro, it’s me.” Anon peels back the skin of his face revealing his bleach white skull. “A skeleton?” Hiro asks.

“No, you idiot. From the dungeon.”

“Anon the skeleton!” Hiro exclaims in the same tone as Dr. Doofensmurtz. Coming towards Anon and wrapping his arms around him. “My friend. Your chess puzzle was fantastic. Were you watching?”

Anon winces. “No sorry. I’ve been busy watching over the king’s brat.”

Hiro looks at Anon with an expression of pure confusion. “Why would you do that?”

“Cause I need to get the king’s favor in order to find out who killed the demon lord. If there’s someone who could kill me then I need to figure out more about him.”

“That would explain why the dungeon has been so boring lately. Tell you what. If you go back and make the dungeon more fun then I will pick up your search for who killed the demon lord.”

“Deal!” Hiro and Anon shake on it. Anon begins to walk away. I call out for him.

“Hey!” He turns back around. “Oh yeah.” His bony face looks almost sad. “I’m not very good with goodbyes.” He then turns to leave again. I run after him. “You can’t just leave me here. I’ll be auctioned off into slavery!”

Hiro steps in. “I would never! I'd first give you the choice to join my harem. I would never let a delicate flower like you be touched by any hands but my own.” He extends her hands out the Prin. Awaiting her to run into them. Instead, she runs to me and clings onto my leg. “Please don’t leave me with this man.” Anon scowls at me and keeps walking with me still attached to his foot.

Back at the magical university, Anon pushed the door open. He still didn’t have his human mask on. The kids shrieked as they see him. “Hey Prin. Let me teach you a lesson.”

“Did you come back to the school just to use that line?”

“You can just kill people. Someone spreading false rumors about you? Kill them. What are they going to do about it?”

“Fight back and stop me.”

“Then don’t give them the chance. Poison, shoot them, overpower them. People are going to be mean to you. They will find what you love and crush it. I’m sick of seeing these villainesses who have no balls. What will you do when your brother takes the crown?”

“Nothing.”

“And when he has you exiled or executed?”

“Nothing. In the game, there wasn’t anything I can do.”

“I hate reading protagonists who get great powers and then sit on their asses. Why not kill the person spreading rumors about you? Her actions are directly leading to you getting executed. She is attacking you and you are letting her.”

“But killing people is wrong!”

“Is it?” Anon asks genuinely surprised. Surly killing people isn’t a nice thing to do, but some people deserve to die. “What about if a person kicks a dog? You kill them right?”

“No! That’s a mean thing to do, but human life has value. They can always reform themselves.”

“They can’t. People are not good unless you force them to be. By the time they hit twenty-five they are stuck in their ways. People are shaped by the traumas they suffer in childhood. From the little ones, where your mom makes your return a stolen pack of Yu-gi-ho cards to the cashier at Walmart, to the large ones where your dog dies so you learn to deal with death.” He was venting his frustrations about human nature when he was supposed to be venting his frustration with shitty isekai MC’s who don’t kill people.

“Anon we are not the judges of people’s life.”

He scoffs at me.

"A skeleton!” I look towards the crowd of gathering students. In the lead is the heroine. She is charging a concentrated beam of light. I hide behind Anon. Anon scowls at the girl. “Now I can kill her! Self defense and all that. My rights as an American and whatnot.” Two massive monster stones drop onto the ground. Anon places his hands on them “Greater Blaze Ball!”He yells. A ball of fire forms in front of him. It takes up the entire hallway. It flies towards the crowd. An explosion blows me to my feet. The smoke clears and Anon turns and offers me a hand. After he helps me up he says “Welp. Have a nice life.” and walks away. “Wait! You can’t just leave me. Why did you come back here anyway? Was it not to help me?

“Because you’re one of that ' villain at magic highschool harem’ types. Normally they befriend everyone but you’re the darker torture porn version where nothing works for them. I hate Sympathetic Sue MC’s how much abuse must they suffer before they grow a pair? I spent what? A week following you and It brought back such terrible memories of shitty webnovels that I did this for myself. You don't have enough balls to kill someone.”

"That's a problematic insult."

"I'm a skeleton!"

I watch the building burn. If word of this gets out. That I let a skeleton into the university. That that skeleton killed children. Well, I’d rather take my chances in the wilderness following Anon.