His vision spun and before he could even react he found himself pinned down on the floor.

Nyxara sat atop him and her purple hair swayed down.

’Now how did I find myself in such an embarrassing situation?’

Just moments earlier, he had absentmindedly taken her to his apartment, and to his horror everything felt eerily similar.

The roads, the surroundings...

Even the apartment was identical to his previous one.

And while he was still reeling from the shock, he failed to notice that a shadow was stepping closer and extended its claw at him from behind. This terrifying woman had sneak attacked him when he wasn’t on guard.

She slowly bent closer, brushing her lips near his ear as she whispered,

"...You said you wanted to break up."

Her voice was soft, yet Reigns felt threatened.

"Darling, what do you mean by that?" Nyxara asked with a chilling gaze.

"I wonder which vixen seduced you behind my back."

"You are wrong—"

Reigns’s hoarse voice caught in his throat. He felt his scalp go numb for a brief second.

"Ah..."

A faint, broken sound escaped her lips as her grip on his hands tightened. Her nails dug into his skin while her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

And then suddenly, she smiled.

A wide, unstable, almost beautiful smile as a soft laugh slipped from her lips.

"Hehe..."

Then another followed.

"Hehehe..."

Reigns’s heart skipped a beat. That laugh carried something deeply wrong.

Nyxara slowly lowered her head. This caused her hair to fall over her face and hide her expression. Her shoulders trembled as she muttered,

"Hehe... so that’s what it is... some bitch dared to lay her eyes upon what’s mine..."

Her grip tightened further, sending pain shooting through Reigns’s wrists as her laughter continued.

"Hehe... hehe..."

Then suddenly, her head snapped up as she spoke.

"Cut it."

Silence followed.

Reigns blinked in confusion.

"Cut it," she repeated. Her voice was sweet and gentle, yet completely insane as she added, "I don’t like it... so just cut it."

Reigns’s brain froze as his thoughts screamed inwardly.

Cut what?

What are we cutting?!

Before he could even process it, Nyxara leaned closer until her face was mere inches away from his. Her smile deepened as she whispered,

"They deserved it... those girls who seduce others’ darling... they all need it..."

Her fingers slowly traced down his arm as she kept murmuring,

"Cut it... cut it... cut it..."

Reigns felt cold sweat drip down his back because the situation was now crystal clear.

Yandere...

A confirmed yandere.

An ultra max pro version.

If he said even one wrong thing, he was finished, completely gone and reduced to pieces.

Forcing a stiff smile onto his face, Reigns let his survival instincts kick in at full speed. He spoke carefully, like a man defusing a ticking bomb.

"Hey, Nyx... calm down... there is no one... you are the only one, okay?"

Nyxara paused. Her eyes flickered for a brief moment, and Reigns immediately seized it.

"And... and listen..." he continued hurriedly, his brain working at lightning speed. "Nyxara, we will be transported to the B zone. We need to be in good shape before 12, so please... let me go..."

Her expression, however, didn’t change even slightly.

Reigns swallowed hard before adding,

"...If I am not in good shape, I might die."

Silence filled the room.

Nyxara stared at him without blinking, her grip still not loosening as the seconds passed slowly.

One...

Then two...

Then three seconds later—

"...Die?" she finally murmured. Although her voice trembled, the madness in her eyes flickered as something else surfaced beneath it.

Her fingers loosened slightly as her lips parted.

"You... will die?"

The room fell into an eerie stillness as her expression began to shift again, madness giving way to something even more dangerous.

Possessiveness... mixed with fear.

Her grip slowly tightened once more...

But this time, it wasn’t rage.

"You’re not allowed to die," she said softly, yet her tone was absolute.

Then she added,

"If you die... I’ll kill everything."

Reigns stared at her in silence, and although his mind screamed, only one thought formed in his head.

Yeah, this was totally normal.

He forced out a dry breath and spoke slowly, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Nyx... relax... you’re squeezing too hard..."

RING! RING!

The sudden sound of a phone ringing came as a saving grace.

Nyxara froze for a brief second, her expression flickering. Then slowly, her grip loosened. Her fingers trembled as she released his hands and simply stared at him in silence for a moment before picking up the call.

"Hello..."

"..."

"Yes, Father... He’s alright, but he seems a bit lost in thought... Also, he was bullied."

"..."

"Hmm..."

"Don’t worry... I will handle it," Nyxara muttered, casting an eerie grin that sent a chill down Reigns’s spine. Thankfully, it disappeared the next moment.

"What...? I shouldn’t?"

"But... Uh... Okay..."

She paused, her eyes drifting toward Reigns.

"Father wants to talk to you."

With that, she tossed the phone to Reigns, who stumbled slightly as he caught it, unease creeping into him.

"Wha... Ahh... What does your father want to talk to me about?"

"Darling, it’s your father."

"..."

Reigns’s eyes widened to the point that they might have popped out the very next moment.

’Why is my father calling her instead of me?’

’Now what kind of nonsense was this?’

’Do my parents have a better relationship with her than me?’

He hesitated, then answered the call.

[Hello... Reigns... Are you alright?]

"Yes..." Reigns replied softly.

[Listen, brat... I know it’s hard, but don’t lose your hope. The Farmer class isn’t that bad. You can grow a variety of crops, sell them, and make quick bucks.]

[Also don’t forget what I taught you...]

Before his father could finish, Reigns blurted out subconsciously,

"Also there are no useless classes, only useless people."

[Good... I hope you do well.]

[Don’t overburden yourself, and be careful in the zones.]

After that, Reigns received a few more sets of instructions that soothed his restless heart. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

It seemed the relationship between the original body’s parents and his girlfriend was quite good.

According to what he remembered, his family wasn’t particularly influential, nor were they deadbeats, but it seemed there might be more beneath the surface.

Right now, everything was a mess.

[Best of luck.]

"Thanks!"

With that, he ended the call.

Reigns immediately sat up, rubbing his wrists. As he looked at Nyxara carefully, he noticed that her eyes were no longer cold—they were trembling. She was muttering something incomprehensible under her breath.

As he moved closer, he finally heard the mumblings.

"DIE... DIE... DIE..."

"Die... I can’t let my darling die."

"The hell?"

"Now where did this come from?"