A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 479 Diary - Two -II

[Day Ninety-Six.]

I discovered a similar spell in a tome about souls. It is extremely difficult to cultivate, and I am unsure if it will be effective, but having it is better than nothing.

The fate seems can now make the outside me ignore the crux of the problem, so at any time, it could expose my intentions to Ansel. I must possess the ability to control the situation... The cultivation of ancient soul spells must also be prioritized.

[Day Two Hundred Eighty-Nine.]

I have found the core key to etheric armor, but my current abilities are insufficient to forge it independently. Perhaps once I leave here, I will have the capability to fully create it.

But this may still not be enough... The third stage, the third stage of mechanical armor that only Lord Flamelle can achieve, can I accomplish it?

The soul spells have also shown some rudimentary results... It seems that the outside me and I indeed share the same soul but are absolutely independent individuals. I can hardly influence the outside me through most of the spells in that tome. Our connection... seems will only become closer as the soul fragments are increasingly consumed, becoming fewer, and finally start craving my own soul.

Thus, I must wait.

[Day Three Hundred Twenty-Seven.]

As expected... the outside me has already fallen into the quagmire of violence. The Tower of Babel is gradually becoming a workshop for Evora to manufacture violence. I did not foresee this flaw at the time, and the outside me has no other choice.

The design of the floating cannon is indeed something only I could create, and she has hidden it well... She has not exposed the mechanical armor but is secretly researching it. Is she preparing a fallback for herself?

...That is indeed something I would do. The talents and gifts the outside me possesses are no different from mine. Perhaps if Ansel returns later, that me will have already figured out how to create etheric armor.

[Day Four Hundred Forty-Six.]

The outside me has become accustomed to manufacturing violence, and the proliferation of firearms is a foregone conclusion... Both of us believe this is a necessary sacrifice to maintain the Tower of Babel.

Unstable tools cannot be used; I will need more time after I get out to turn what I have accumulated over these three years into actual power.

Will Ansel give me this time?

[Day Seven Hundred and Twenty Three.]

It has been almost two years since I last saw Ansel. I think of him not out of loneliness, but out of concern for his current state.

Compared to me, he has endured even more unbearable pain in solitude for two years... What has he gone through? What changes have occurred? Has his madness alleviated, or has it deepened?

...It seems I do not have the leisure to worry about him now. By perceiving myself from this angle day and night, I can see so much more clearly. I have also fallen into a colder and more indifferent mindset. More dangerously, both the me outside and the me here are self-aware, but... neither intends to change.

The only difference between Ansel and me is this "self-awareness"; in other aspects... there is truly no difference.

The good news is, this version of me undoubtedly fits the unfeeling image Ansel has in his mind. As long as nothing unexpected happens, Ansel will not suspect that me.

But the bad news...

The bad news is, if this continues, one day I will truly, coldly weigh Ansel's value on a scale like a machine.

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I will truly become the image he sees.

I must resolve Ansel's issue before I fall into such indifference.

I do not wish to change, but Ansel... does he not wish to change, or is he unable to change?

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