Chapter 0- The Villain Professor of the Heroes
Death awaits everyone in a way that matches the path they’ve walked.
Then what would be the form of death that suits me?
If I had to guess, it certainly wouldn’t be natural causes.
If I were to die peacefully in my sleep, justice in this world would die along with me.
Standing on the rooftop of a building 600 meters above ground, pointing at my chest, that’s what I thought.
[Here. What you’re looking for is in here.]
My voice was strangely modulated through the device inside the face shield.
[The detonator, cough! The detonator for the bombs installed in this building is here.]
I wanted to spit out blood, but because of the face shield, I just swallowed it.
Feeling the heavy, metallic taste of blood in my mouth, I was certain I didn’t have much time left.
There really wasn’t much time left now.
That’s why everything had to end here today.
I would finish everything with my own hands, and die.
Looking at me, Biomete coldly spoke.
“Looks like it’s time for you to die, Doctor Cube.”
[It seems… that’s… the case.]
I couldn’t speak anymore because of the successive coughs.
Her hair, now bright purple instead of its original color due to her Aura use, fluttered upward.
Her purple-glowing eyes and that pretty face that always made me smile.
Looking at the brilliantly shining Min-ha, I struggled to continue speaking.
[I am the detonator myself. The timer has started, and no one can stop it. But there is one way to prevent it.]
I smiled, though it couldn’t be seen behind the face shield.
[Tear my body apart. And neutralize the cube.]
And you’ll become S-rank, Biomete.
And I’ll die.
Along with all the infamy and sins I’ve accumulated until now.
[Come on, hurry… cough cough! Me… cough…!]
As I coughed, unable to even straighten my body properly, Biomete slowly approached.
With each power-concentrated step, the rooftop floor cracked, and the purple Aura’s energy made every hair stand on end.
Yes, good. Kill me.
Hurry, Biomete.
Break my ribs and burst my heart, hurry!
Call sign Biomete.
The Purple Meteor.
The Management Bureau’s A-rank hero.
My precious student Han Min-ha.
The child I cherished and loved.
Finally dying, by the hands of the student I raised myself.
What a tragic fate, isn’t it?
All of this began at that damn academy.
Or perhaps even before that.
