Reincarnated and Regressed Villain - Make heroines beg for forgiveness

338  Chapter 338- Diana's POV

The garden was quiet, serene, its beauty mocking me as I arrived.

The moonlight bathed everything in silver, a surreal glow that felt both soft and suffocating.

The air was sweet, laced with the intoxicating scent of exotic blooms, but all I could taste was bitterness.

Bitterness, because I knew—oh, I knew—this was where he was.

My Ryuk.

My everything.

My chest heaved with anticipation as I pressed forward, my fingers tightening around the fabric of my skirt.

The artifact's hum still echoed faintly in my ears, promising me the connection was perfect, flawless.

I was here.

With him.

I would see him, touch him, feel him.

But then I heard it.

"HNNGHH~! Ahn! R-Rui Ke… i-it's tearing... me!"

Her voice.

The sound hit me like a dagger to the chest, sharp and cold and unforgiving.

My breath caught, my heart stumbling as if it had been struck.

I froze, my fingers clenching so tightly I even felt the damp blood trickling from the sharp injury from my own nail on my palm.

No…

No, no, no, no…

That wasn't…

I turned, every motion slow and deliberate, my body suddenly heavy, as though the weight of the world pressed down on me.

And then I saw them.

Her.

Him.

At first, it was a blur—a smear of color and movement.

But as my vision sharpened, the scene snapped into focus, each detail a cruel, vivid assault on my senses.

Her body sprawled on the ground, bare and glistening in the moonlight.

She was on her knees now, her back arched obscenely, her black hair cascading down her shoulders like liquid shadow.

Her hands gripped the grass, trembling as if the ground itself couldn't hold her.

And him—my Ryuk.

His face—oh, gods, his perfect face—was set in grim concentration, every inch of him focused on her.

I couldn't breathe.

Instinctively, my body activated, trying to bring my surging blood rush and heartbeat back to normal.

It was as if my bloodline were engaged in a battle with my body to calm everything down.

But it was futile.

The air seemed to vanish, leaving my lungs screaming, clawing for something that wasn't there.

My mouth opened, but no sound came out.

My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic, stuttering rhythm that felt like it would break me apart.

His hands gripped her hips like they belonged there, his broad shoulders taut with power, his muscles flexing with every savage thrust.

His fingers dug into her flesh, the muscles in his arms taut, flexing with every motion.

His chest, broad and glistening with sweat, rose and fell with deep, measured breaths as he moved against her.

"AaaHhhhnnghh!"

Her voice was a sharp, piercing cry, dripping with pleasure, filled with a desperation that made my stomach churn.

"IEEEK—!?!"

'N-no', I stumbled back a step, my knees threatening to buckle.

My hands flew to my mouth, stifling a sound I wasn't even sure I was making.

My vision blurred with hot, stinging rage, but I couldn't look away.

It was as if some force held me there, forcing me to witness every agonizing detail.

He shifted, his hands moving to her chest.

My breath hitched as I watched his fingers curl around her breasts, squeezing them with a rough, deliberate pressure that made her head tilt back, her mouth falling open in a silent scream of pleasure.

"No…" The word slipped from my lips, soft and broken, barely audible over the sound of their bodies moving together.

"no, No, NO, NOOOO!…", My eyes shot wide as my brain made sense of this, and words screamed up my throat, causing me to stammer as I swiftly lunged forward.

Swish

My body just passed through him—my Ryuk—I passed through his body.

My hands reached for those deep amber eyes that would have reflected my image in them, now devouring my fingers as my whole body passed through him.

"N-no!" Passing through him, I balanced myself and turned my gaze towards him again, hoping that he sensed my presence.

But....what I saw was the same disgusting sight.

Her back arched further, pressing her chest into his hands as if offering herself up to him, to my Ryuk.

She moaned, her voice quivering with ecstasy as his thumbs brushed over her nipples, teasing her, tormenting me.

"Rui Ke! Hah—p-please not there, Hngh! Ahh, don't!"

My hands flew to my hair, clutching at the strands, pulling, yanking, trying to ground myself, trying to stop the whirlwind of rage and despair that threatened to consume me.

"SHE'S NOTHING! SHE'S WORTHLESS!"

But my voice didn't reach them.

I realized I made a mistake by turning off the artifact's voice.

His hands slid down her body, over her hips, gripping her thighs as he pulled her closer, deeper.

Her body trembled under his touch, her cries growing louder, sharper.

She turned her head slightly, her flushed face illuminated by the moonlight, her eyes glazed with pleasure as she looked up at him.

"Rui Ke…" she whispered, her voice soft, reverent, as if she were speaking to a god.

And he—he looked down at her with an intensity that sent a fresh wave of agony crashing over me.

His lips moved, forming words I couldn't hear but could imagine: reassurance, adoration, promises that should have been mine.

"Why?" I whimpered, my voice trembling, cracking.

"Why her? What does she have that I don't!?"

My knees buckled, and I collapsed to the ground, my hands clawing at the dirt, the grass, the very land itself.

Reason?

I don't know.

My mind was not working...

I tried to hold back my energy, controlling myself from bursting, knowing that the connection would be severed and I would not be able to look at that woman's vulgar, disgusting face.

I will kill her. I will make sure that disgusting woman's voice, now like an animal, has turned into screams.

My breath came in short, ragged gasps as I rocked back and forth, my mind spinning, splintering under the weight of my thoughts.

I needed to control my anger...

Or else

"She's tainting you," I muttered, my voice low and venomous.

Even with my bloodline ability, it was becoming harder for me to control my emotions.

Yes, I was trying to hold back by using my bloodline ability.

The Riantain bloodline gave me complete control over my mind, but it was also failing now.

The anger and control were slipping away with each passing moment.

Agony, wrath, hatred, disgust... everything was coming crashing towards me.

"Haa...Haa" My breathing was becoming haggard, coming in gasps as I could feel that the artifact was getting overwhelmed due to the release of my mana.

I needed to maintain control for a moment longer...

Or else...

I muttered, "She's ruining you. Staining you.

You'll never be clean again, not after this… not after her."

But, he didn't listen to me.

I knew I made a mistake.

I shouldn't have deactivated the artifact's voice.

Yet, seeing how he was not even listening to me, not even paying attention to me, when previously he had sensed my presence, it was as if he were ignoring me intentionally.

They shifted again, her body twisting as he lifted her, turning her onto her back.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, her hands clutching at his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh as if she could anchor herself to him.

"Rui Ke! Ahn~ I-I can't… please, not more...!"

He leaned over her, his hands sliding under her thighs, lifting her hips as he drove into her with a force that made her cry out, her back arching off the ground.

Her hair fanned out beneath her, disgusting and vulgar just like her.

"STOP, YOU WHORE!" The word burst from me, a raw, guttural scream.

"STOP IT! STOP TAINTING HIM! HE'S MINE! HE BELONGS TO ME!"

I snapped.

The mana surged within me, wild and uncontrollable, burning through my veins like liquid fire.

The mana around the surroundings started to tremble.

Clearly the density was increasing even though I knew the artifact would sever the connection any moment, but still I lost all control over me.

And there I realized.

He knew.

HE KNEW ALL ALONG!

It was a fleeting moment, but I knew the energy that I had released was causing the surrounding mana to react.

It was impossible for him to not sense this anomaly, yet he continued.

He was clearly ignoring me.

He did it willingly.

Maybe, he was even hearing what I was saying...

How dare you!

"RYUK!" I roared, the sound echoing through the garden, shaking the mana in the surrounding.

I didn't care if the artifact was delivering my voice or not.

I knew, I just damn well knew that he was listening to me.

"DO YOU HEAR ME?! YOU'RE MINE! YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN MINE!"

And then—

Everything shattered.

The mana burst forth in a violent explosion, severing the connection with a deafening crack.

I woke in my room, trembling, drenched in sweat, my body aching from the sheer intensity of it all.

"RYUKKK!!!!…" His name tore from my lips, raw and guttural, echoing through the room like a curse.

My eyes snapped open, and the distorted fragments of the dream still clung to me, vivid and cruel, impossible to shake off.

The artifact lay discarded on the floor, its glow fading into nothingness.

There they were—portraits of him.

His face.

His eyes.

Each one a cruel reminder of everything I had lost, everything she had taken from me.

"RYUK!" I screamed again, my voice a mix of anguish and unbridled rage.

WHOOOSH

The room shuddered as if struck by a tremor, the walls groaning under the weight of my fury.

My fists clenched, and a deep, primal growl rumbled from my chest.

The portraits—his beautiful, perfect face—mocked me, taunted me with their lifeless gaze.

They had to go.

With a flick of my wrist, the mana surged forth, wild and uncontrollable.

SWOOOSH

The portraits burst into flames, the crackling fire consuming his image, leaving behind charred, twisted remains.

My breaths came in shallow, uneven gasps as I watched the flames lick at the edges of the walls, my power spilling out in waves.

"HOW DARE SHE?! HOW DARE SHE TOUCH WHAT'S MINE?!" I bellowed, my voice reverberating like a thunderclap.

The walls cracked, splintering as if struck by an earthquake.

The bedposts groaned under the pressure, splintering into jagged shards.

The chandelier overhead swayed violently, its crystals raining down like shards of glass. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The door creaked open, a hesitant voice breaking through the chaos.

"Lady Diana, is everything—"

She didn't finish.

The maid's eyes widened as an unseen force gripped her throat, lifting her from the ground.

"Lady...." Her voice was choked, strangled, as she clawed at the invisible hold.

"YOU!" I snarled, my voice a guttural roar.

Her body convulsed as my mana surged through her, her skin crackling, blackening under the sheer intensity of my power.

Her eyes widened in pure, unfiltered terror as her body began to burn. Her voice was muffled due to the control of the Riantain bloodline, yet that painful groan echoed in the room.

"YOU DARE INTERRUPT ME?!" I shrieked, stepping forward, my presence towering, consuming.

The room was bathed in a furious blue glow, the flames in my eyes flickering like a storm.

My hair whipped around me as if caught in an unseen wind, and the air itself crackled with raw, untamed energy.

"You'll ALL pay!" I roared, my voice dripping with venom. "ALL OF YOU! EVERY LAST ONE WHO TOUCHES WHAT BELONGS TO ME!"

15:05

Ah shit, it's hard... Hm, I tried but I felt something was lacking in the chapter, whatever....can't write again.

You guys can tell me if you want short chapters, but due to the short chapters, I was stretching the scenes. 

I can force the plots to be fast-forwarded, so I will write long chapters from now on.

You can tell me otherwise.