The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life - Chapter 219: You Go Your Way, I Go Mine. 2 in 1

The story starts on earth, after some unknown circumstances, the world was suddenly invaded by monsters from other worlds. Many died and even more turned into zombies, starting what many would call 'The apocalypse Era'.

Rin, a normal teenage boy who lost all of his family members was on the verge of falling into despair when a goddess appeared and sent him to another world that was very similar to a game Rin played before the apocalypse.

Her goal from this was simple, trample on all the protagonists and become the strongest creature in that world for a chance to get back what he thought he lost forever.

Accompanied by a cold beauty, both of them embark on a new journey to become stronger, get back to their world and fix everything.

After getting shot, Lucas, a serial killer, reincarnated into the novel world as a tragic villain with the same name, Lucas Ciffer.

Lucas Ciffer was supposed to be the Holy Kingdom's successor to the throne, but his demonic appearance and the powers he possessed terrified the entire kingdom. A white-haired boy with red eyes and pale skin, together with his dark powers, got persecuted and exiled by his own family. Not to mention that in the future he was destined to die by the hand of the hero.

Lucas fell from holiness, and, with the serial killer's bloodlust and knowledge of the future, he decided to prove the world right.

Yes. I could be a villain; no, in fact, I WILL BE THE VILLAIN.

Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’