Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

They passed a crowded dance floor where questionable looking people danced to the beat of the music, lit up by flashes of colorful lights.

The women were adorned with heavy makeup and enveloped in a strong scent of perfume, while the men resembled thugs straight out of an action movie.

Alongside the dance floor, a busy bar served patrons seated on stools, chatting and sipping on drinks as bartenders worked efficiently behind the counter.

At the back of the bar, a stage showcased four women in revealing attire, their bodies moving seductively to the sexy music. They swayed and dance, enticing the audience with their provocative moves.

It also help that some of them had taken their tops off, showcasing their nipples in the dimly lit space.

As the performance continued, some patrons tossed money onto the dance floor. The dancers quickly collected the cash, slipping it into their underwear with a suggestive grin.

In the crowd, a few select patrons were allowed to get closer to the performers, exchanging money for the opportunity to touch them in more intimate areas.

It was a scene that added an extra layer of excitement to the already crazy atmosphere.

The Midnight Bar offered a vibrant and enticing place, where people could let loose of their desire.

"George, you're drooling," Melissa teased, catching him eyeing some of the young girls who were giving him suggestive look.

George was jolted by her comment and quickly brushed off the awkward situation, acting as if nothing had happened.

After that, Melissa's focus shifted to Reign. She knew that demons, even if they were not human, often had much stronger libidos.

She expected that this scene would awaken Reign's manly desires.

But as she looked at him, she noticed that his steps were steady, as was his head.

He might have been wearing a special type of bandage over his eyes, but he could still see somehow.

And yet, she could tell that he was not looking at any of the girls.

'What a good demon,' she giggled inwardly.

In a way, Reign's mental fortitude surpassed George's, who was easily distracted by the women.

Little did she knew, Reign was actually speechless  after witnessing all of these things at once.

It felt like a sudden culture shock for him.

Having been trapped and experimented on from a young age, he was completely unprepared for the sights and sounds of the adult world.

And as a defense mechanism to avoid appearing weak or ignorant, he literally blacked out his vision and just walked alongside them.

"We're here," Bob the bouncer announced, coming to a stop and opening a metallic door at the far end.

Four heavily built individuals guarded the door, their appearance suggesting they were specially trained soldiers.

They were not speaking, but their interest in Reign's group was evident as they observed them closely.

One of them was even speaking into his earpiece, likely informing the headquarters about their arrival.

When the door swung open, it revealed a staircase leading downstairs, and white lights illuminated their path.

Without hesitation, they proceeded inside, descending into the depths of the building.

The air grew cooler as they made their way down, the sound of music and chatter from the bar fading into the background.

With each step, the atmosphere became more subdued, hinting at the secrecy of what was waiting below.

Finally, they reached the bottom of the stairs, where another door awaited them.

Bob gestured for them to enter, and as they stepped through, they found themselves in another dimly lit hallway.

Bob led them down the hallway until they reached an elevator at the end marked "HQ."

Inside the elevator, Melissa pulled out a green card and scanned it, causing the elevator to spring to life and start moving down.

Reign could feel the elevator was moving quite fast, yet it still took them 30 seconds to reach their destination, indicating just how far they had descended.

As the elevator doors parted, they stepped into an office-like space.

In the center stood a statue of a veiled woman, her face obscured from view.

To the left and right were two open doorways, inviting them to explore further.

"That's the Veiled Mother, the symbol of our organization," Melissa explained.

Reign examined it carefully, and for some reason, he could feel its sadness. Whoever crafted it was really skilled at their craft.

"Come with me, and try to keep quiet. I'll handle the talking," Melissa instructed, her tone becoming more authoritative to play the part .

George and Reign simply nodded, following her until they reached another room. Inside, there were four women who appeared to be attendants.

Unlike the women above, they all looked beautiful despite only having thin make up and were dressed in normal black blazers commonly seen in office settings.

"Kelly, could you assist me in signing up a prospect?" Melissa asked as she walked over to a woman with short, curly brown hair and eyes.

Her complexion was a light brown shade, not as dark as Melissa's. With full lips and thick eyebrows, she looked really hot.

"Oh, a prospect? Is it that guy over there?" Kelly's gaze focused on George, who was standing right beside Melissa.

"No, I want to sign this guy," Melissa corrected, gently placing her hand on Reign's shoulder.

Kelly's eyes narrowed as she observed Reign from head to toe. He had a good physique, but the bandage over his eyes gave the impression that he was blind.

She couldn't help but feel doubtful about why someone with a disability would be joining their organization.

"Don't underestimate this greenhorn. He's a divergent and pretty strong at that," Melissa responded with a confident tone.

Upon hearing that Reign was a divergent, the attendants' interest in him increased.

Unlike the Hunter Association, The Veiled Night treated divergents as valuable assets, especially the strong ones.

"Alright, let me put his information so we can proceed with the test. This is perfect timing because a test is scheduled to be conducted an hour from now!"

Kelly's attitude did a complete 180 after realizing Reign's potential; she was now looking at him in a new light.

She began asking Reign for his information, typing it into their system.

One benefit of this organization was that they didn't require any pictures of the applicant, and individuals were even allowed to use an alias instead of their real name for privacy reasons.

"What should we call you?" Kelly asked.

"Rain," Reign answered.

It was close to his name, and 'Rain' was also a cool alias that seemed to describe a never-ending presence.

"Alright, your code name from now on is Rain," Kelly announced, her smile warm and inviting. "Please proceed to the waiting room."

"Thank you, Kelly. I'll treat you next time," Melissa spoke, giving Kelly a friendly gesture before turning away.

Kelly smiled back. "It would be nice if Mr. Rain would also treat me after he passes," she replied with a suggestive tone.

However, Reign pretended not to hear her and just walked away.