I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

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Draco had put on his clothes, a plain black top and trousers, making him look quite enchanting.

But the clothes carried an aura of Bubble, which made him recall those sad memories.

"Are you thinking about that dragon?" Xylara broke him from his thoughts.

Draco nodded.

"Don't worry, I was able to save her. At least, if not for her, I might not have awakened," Xylara chuckled.

"Then where is she?" Draco asked eagerly, his piercing gaze intense.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not the one who caused it," she shrugged, "But anyhow, when the time is right, I will give her to you."

Draco asked why she couldn't do so now. Xylara facepalmed herself, chuckling. "It looks like you don't know what she gave you."

Her words surprised Draco. Was there more to the heart she gave him?

"The most concentrated part of a dragon's bloodline is their heart. Without it, they would lose their life. That's not all—she reversed your death, breaking the law of the Origin Dao."

"Hopefully for her and for you, she was only reversing the death of a mortal. And your phoenix bloodline backed up the process, or both of you would have died."

Draco was shocked upon hearing this. He never thought the process would be so dangerous.

His hatred spiked—it was all because of that figure who betrayed him, and those who extracted his talent and system.

His red eyes glowed with a demonic light, burning with hatred. His mind was set on revenge.

Xylara simply watched all of this. Her job and mission were to guide Draco—whether he wanted to be a villain, a hero, or neither, it was his choice, and she would support him, making sure he didn't follow the path of regret.

"What happened to my memory?" Draco complained.

He could only vividly remember his childhood memories from the orphanage until he met Bubble, and when Bubble sacrificed herself to save him. Everything else was blurry, including the person's shape and the surroundings. He couldn't clearly remember any of it.

**[Host has awakened his first mission]**

**[Mission 1: Retrieve your extracted talent, exterminate those who dare use it for their own purposes. A demon, dragon, and phoenix are beings that can't be blasphemed. Show them who's the boss.]**

Time Limit: 1 year

Reward: Recovery of Memory, Mask of Concealment

Penalty: Burn under the Hell of Fire as a mortal

**[Mission 2: Find the Ten Seats of Demon, Awaken them, and assign their system to them (0/10)]**

Time Limit: 3 years

Reward: Gain abilities of the Seat of Demon each time you awaken them.

Penalty: Loss of Manhood

**[Mission 3: Let your name echo across Cerulean, and make your name instill fear into everyone who hears it. (0%)]**

Time Limit: 3 years

Reward: Unknown (depends on star and rate of completion)

Penalty: Unknown (depends on rate of completion)

Draco read the first mission on the system interface panel, confused by something.

"Why didn't the system include the retrieval of the copy system?"

His words made Xylara laugh, which confused him.

"Mere mortals want to extract my system? Hahaha! Something even gods never dare to do," her demonic laughter sent a chill through Draco, making it feel like a real demon was laughing.

"Don't worry, the system self-destructed," she continued laughing.

Ahem! Draco coughed to snap her out of it. Her laughter seemed strange, yet oddly familiar to him.

Her expression shifted, a hint of red appearing on her small cheek. Of course, Draco didn't notice this.

She had disgraced herself in front of her master, which made her feel both embarrassed and angry.

A mere mortal dared to extract the system she gave her master and his talent?

Damn it! This was an insult to her master. This world should be destroyed along with that useless mortal to make up for it.

Her body exuded a wild demonic vibe, but Draco missed it, his attention focused on the system panel.

Checking the reward, he chuckled. Moving on to the penalty, he shivered—it seemed he would experience hellfire as a mortal.

"Oh heavens! This is instant death," he mentally cried out.

But this also fueled his desire for revenge.

Moving on to the second mission, he saw the words "Seat of Demon."

"What does this mean?" Draco raised his eyebrows, looking at Xylara, who was resting her small body on his shoulder.

"Oh, them. They are your future subordinates, who will heed and answer your call," she giggled. "They are scattered all over Cerulean."

Draco returned his gaze to the system. Since it was a three-year time limit, he would have to grow stronger and be worthy of leading them.

"You said you were going to explain everything about this. Who is your master, and how did I get such subordinates? I think it's time to spill the beans," he said, his gaze inquisitive.

He needed to know about any schemes he might be dragged into.

"Whatever," she began, explaining what she could.

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Minutes passed.

Draco now understood everything. He was the heir of the Plundering Demon. She said there were other systems like hers, but she stood at the peak among them.

He came to know that the God's power he inherited was known as a God-killer. Draco didn't know why he felt proud of this when she mentioned it. Maybe it was because he was the inheritor of the Plundering Demon.

But it turned out that almost all the Gods were exterminated during a war, which she didn't want to dive into.

He also learned how frightening his ability was. Other abilities were strong too, but he wasn't yet strong enough to completely activate them.

The duel of God's heirs—everything he was supposed to know—was explained. Now, his horizons had broadened.

The four heroes he had idolized were still ants before Gods. His heart had been shattered by the person who betrayed him, and the path of a hero was now broken.

A hero? He ruminated on this word. In the eyes of the citizens of Calonia, all Volkoid were villains, but from his point of view, it was just survival. It was a Volkoid who sacrificed her life to save him.

Humans had done worse than them.

Volkoid were beasts that fought for resources and survival, whereas a fellow human had betrayed him, getting his talent and system extracted by his own race. The so-called humans had exterminated innocent children in the orphanage.

What an irony!

No wonder it is said that villains aren't born, but made.

Since the path of a villain was open, why not tread on it and explore the mystery of it?

With a resolute gaze, he made his choice. He just had to follow his heart and not feel guilty. It didn't matter what people called him; only he knew himself.

"I guess you were the one who sealed my memory and somehow kept me alive." The system and Xylara were still a mystery to him, so he could only guess that this was her handiwork.

Since there was no use in keeping it a secret, its purpose had been established. But Draco didn't ask why—the reason was glaring.

If she hadn't done so, he would have fallen onto the path of regret, with his childhood focused solely on revenge.

She looked at Draco. *I wonder when Master will awaken his memory. His charm is even greater than before. I have to be careful of those lady snatchers and let them know their place.*

She thought, her cute red face flushed.

Draco read the third mission, already knowing what he needed to prepare for.

Everything had to do with strength. He clenched his fists in thought.

The aura emitted during his transformation still kept the Volkoids at bay. But now, it was time to hunt and level up.

He hungered for strength.

Walking away from where he had been staying, he suddenly heard a rustling to the right of them.

Turning to see, his head was getting close to the mouth of a Volkoid.

"Shit, when did a Volkoid get this close?" he mentally cursed.

How would he save himself?

ROAR!

It turned out that it was a tiger.

Trying to cause minimal damage to his body, he exerted all his strength to evade the tiger's mouth. But something strange happened.

Why is it slow?

What's happening?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Is it the effect of my star and the 20X multiplier?

Let's confirm this.

He moved to touch the tiger, only to find the tiger had moved 0.01 inches from its position.

Evil thoughts rushed to his mind as he began to explore the body of the tiger.

Oh, this is how the teeth of the tiger are. They're so sharp.

Its tail is like a whip—wow!!!

These stripes and claws are amazing!

Draco's eyes were shining with excitement, discovering these amazing details.

Xylara was dumbfounded by what Draco was doing. He was disgracing the tiger. Poor tiger didn't know its entire body had been explored.

Within a second, Draco had checked everything he wanted to. Now, it was time to eliminate the tiger.