I stared at the glowing letters, my eyes twitching.
My body was still trembling from the earlier punishment, every breath a reminder of how fragile I was.
And now the system wanted me to do this? At three in the morning?
I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply in a desperate attempt to calm myself.
I opened them again, stared at the quest one more time, and finally exploded.
"FUCK!!!"
My voice cracked against the walls, echoing through the room.
My hands gripped the sheets so tightly they nearly tore.
I wanted to scream more, to punch the wall, to curse the world, but all I could do was sit there, panting, glaring at the system's glowing letters like they had personally spat in my face.
A villain can't be weak, huh?
If this was what it meant to be one, then maybe weakness didn't sound so bad after all.
***
In the end, I found myself stepping outside. I had no choice.
What other option did I have? Stay inside and suffer that punishment again? No thanks. Once was more than enough.
Being smashed around by some damn kangaroo whose fists felt like nuclear warheads… yeah, I wasn't planning to relive that nightmare. Not yet, anyway.
I clenched my fists, the memory of its punch making my skin crawl.
That thing had toyed with me, left me crushed under its blows like an insect.
One day, I'd return. One day, when I had the strength, I'd pay it back for every single strike it landed on me.
But right now? That wasn't important. Right now, my enemy wasn't the kangaroo. My enemy was… exercise.
I stared down at the system's so-called "Daily Villain Quest" and felt my stomach sink.
Push-ups. Sit-ups. Squats. Running. All in ridiculous numbers.
I sighed heavily, stopping in the middle of the quiet road.
The early morning air was cool, the kind that cut into your lungs when you inhaled too deeply.
Streetlights buzzed faintly, casting lonely halos of light against the asphalt.
"… This is going to take a while."
I glanced ahead. The road stretched endlessly before me, dark and silent, like it was mocking my willpower.
Running ten kilometers wasn't just "a while." It was torture.
Still, I had no choice. I repeated that to myself like a prayer.
I drew in a deep breath, bent my knees, and pushed forward.
"I have no choice…" I muttered again, forcing my legs to move.
And again. And again.
The words became my mantra, the only thing that kept me moving when my lungs screamed for air and my legs burned as though set on fire.
The road blurred into an endless loop of footsteps, ragged breaths, and sweat dripping into my eyes.
*******
Hours later, I collapsed back onto the training ground floor, my body trembling from the strain.
My vision wavered, ceiling lights swimming above me.
But I did it. Somehow.
==== Daily Villain Quest ====
Word: A villain can't be weak.
The process to becoming a great villain has various steps and one of those steps is…
Quest Info: Build yourself.
Push-ups — 100/100
Sit-ups — 100/100
Squats — 100/100
Running — 10/10 km
Note: If the daily quest isn't completed, you will be punished.
==========
I lay there, unable to move, drenched in sweat.
Every muscle screamed, my chest heaved for air, and yet…
[Congratulations! You Have Completed Your First Daily Villain Quest!]
[You Have Been Rewarded +1 Strength]
[You Have Been Rewarded +1 Vitality]
[You Have Been Rewarded +1 Dexterity]
[You Have Been Rewarded +1 Stamina]