A Regressed Villain: Heroines, Villainesses and Me?

"Ugh!" Lin groaned as he knelt on the ground, pain coursing through his body. All he could see was ground beneath nearby, a stark contrast to the agony that coiled around him, rendering him numb and unable to move. His head hung low, and his gaze was limited to the black boots standing before him.

"Are you okay, Master?" Rivia asked, stepping closer. Her eyes darted to the four dead bodies, then back to the young man with pink hair who was on his knees, his posture defeated and devoid of even the slightest hint of retaliation.

It was as if a single punch had robbed him of his strength entirely.

It was quite a surprise, considering that in noble families, it had always been a requirement for heirs to undergo rigorous training in various martial arts and other essential skills for the aristocracy.

"Yes, come forth, Aria," Avendial instructed casually, snapping his fingers. At that signal, Aria stepped forward, a phone in her hand, its lens focused squarely on Lin.

'Wh-what?' A flicker of surprise flashed in her narrowed gaze. The sound of waves crashing against the solid foundation of the harbor echoed quietly in the background as her footsteps punctuated the scene.

Aria's eyes didn't waver from Lin; she was keenly aware of his status, remembering the ease with which he had been brought down in a single move.

Yet, more than that, her attention was fully absorbed by the information displayed within the confines of his status window.

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Name: Lin Diego

Title: Son of the Cursed One, Protagonist

Race: Human

Age: 19

Class: Undesignated

Level: 1

Vitality: 85/105 -- Moderately above average compared to most humans of his age.

Synergy Levels:

Stamina: 70/90 -- Significantly lower than the human standard, indicating poor endurance.

Strength: 50/60 -- Slightly below average for humans, but potential for growth.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Agility: 80/90 -- Exceptional agility, surpassing most of his peers.

Mental Strength: 67/70 -- Extraordinarily high, indicating unyielding determination and resilience far beyond normal limits.

Intelligence: 87/80 -- Remarkably high intellect, showcasing exceptional problem-solving and analytical capabilities.

Charm: 91/100

Luck: GOLDEN -- Once in a millennia luck value but prone to have negative effects near another golden luck holder.

Emotional State: Steadfast, Determined, Emotionally Restrained

Physical Condition: Fatigued, Recovering from prolonged stress

Physical Stats: 76 beats per minute, 17 breaths per minute

Abilities: Unawakened

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'What is that title?' Aria, considering how she had remembered the status window of most people, could clearly recall that the Cursed One title belonged to Avendial and now Lin had another title besides that of protagonist: Son of the Cursed One.

Were there more people with the Cursed One title, or did Lin's father also have the Cursed One title?

It was slightly confusing, as she wasn't able to process what the meaning of this title was; considering if it was a curse to one thing, then shouldn't it have a negative effect on Lin and not have a luck value of golden? But again, it was also mentioned how his luck would have a negative effect if he remained near someone possessing the same colored luck.

Looking towards his stats, it was clear that they were somewhat exceptional considering him being a protagonist, but still, due to having no abilities, she wasn't able to confirm if he possessed that exceptional quality which would have been considered a winning category for his level.

'Was it due to Amrita?' Looking towards him for a moment, Aria thought that Amrita also possessed the title of heroine, so probably her luck could also be golden, and given the negative aspect of Lin having a positive effect when two similar people like him were together, it clearly made sense why he didn't possess any abilities.

So, the title of Son of the Cursed One seemed to affect here, making him though a protagonist but still not having unimaginable strength just due to his affection towards Amrita.

"What did you see?" When they observed how Aria seemed to be lost in her thoughts, most probably analyzing Lin's status window, Avendial inquired, noting the slight furrow in her brows that revealed she had found something surprising or worth noticing about his stats.

"His title is Son of the Cursed One and Luck Holder, but negative when near people of the same luck value," Aria, without hesitation, pointed out two major points that were different about Lin, considering she expected Avendial to understand her words.

As he had expected, he understood, visible from the slight hint of widened eyes as he narrowed his gaze, turning back towards Lin, processing what Aria's words meant.

"What the...?" But when Avendial, knowing well that he possessed the title of the Cursed One, considered the information which Aria had given him after seeing his status, he clearly felt taken aback, as he was well aware that he could be the only one possessing this title.

Having the title of Son of the Cursed One was clearly confusing for him as he turned towards Lin, looking for a moment before feeling doubtful as he leaned down and took out the phone from his pocket, which was vibrating.

"Hello," he called out on the phone as a womanly voice rang out from the other side.

:: Lin? No, who are you? ::

"...." When Avendial heard the voice on the call before seeing the phone mentioning mother on the caller ID, for a moment, something clicked in his mind just as a guess. While looking and putting the phone on speaker, he said, "....Lin's father."

:: beep ::

'Huh?' Visibly, the call got disconnected, causing Avendial to keep his gaze fixed on the screen as what he had expected—where most probably thought that the person on the call would reply something instead of cutting the call—made him doubtful of Lin's existence, considering he had just learned about Lin possessing the title of the Son of the Cursed One.

Then for the fluke to say those words to the woman on the phone and have her cut the call was strange.

Given that the woman whose name was saved as mother was probably the same noblewoman from the Ronen family, instead of showing the same prideful side that noblemen normally possess and retaliating on his claim about her son or even asking what happened to him, she just cut the call. Explore more stories with empire

"Huh? What does it mean by you are Lin's father?" Aria, who stood there for a moment, felt confused hearing his declaration on the phone. Looking from above at him as Avendial tilted his head before standing and putting Lin's phone in his pocket.

"It was just a joke."