Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

He dressed in a clean white polo shirt that fit him well, paired with denim pants that were both comfortable and stylish.

To complete his outfit, he put on a pair of black cowboy boots.

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This was the style he picked because, in his past life, he was also from the West.

There were special occasions when people would dress in cowboy attire, so this outfit felt familiar and appropriate.

After everything was ready, he summoned his wings again.

They were metaphysical, so they didn\'t tear through his polo shirt , which was a nice touch.

With his all-white appearance, he took to the air, flying towards the city.

His pristine white outfit blended seamlessly with the clouds, making him nearly invisible against the sky as he soared effortlessly .

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\'This place is good enough,\' he muttered to himself as he landed in a medium size town close to the city.

He was worried that someone might notice him as he got closer to the city walls, so he picked this spot. From here, he could just enter the city like a regular person.

\'I just need to find a car and drive to the city,\' he muttered to himself. \'Oh, and I also have to think about my new identity.\'

He did have an identity card, but it had burned out completely when he took that surprised attack head-on.

Now, he needed to find someone to get him a new one, and that would cost a lot of money.

Fortunately, he had been smart enough to steal some cash from the previous town. With the money he had taken, he now had plenty to spare.

He wandered through the bustling streets, blending in with the crowd as he took in the new surroundings.

The modern buildings and neatly paved roads were a stark contrast to the run-down town he had just left. People moved about their daily routines, and the hum of conversation filled the air.

As he strolled along, he took note of various shops and cafes.

"Hi, can I ask where I can buy a phone around here?" Reign\'s voice was smooth and effortlessly charming, with a soothing quality.

The woman he approached paused in her steps, turning to look at him.

"I..." Her eyes widened in surprise as she took in his appearance.

Reign stood out with his good looks—his sharp jawline and bright blue eyes that caught her attention. His white eyelashes were unusually long, extending well past his eyelids. They framed his eyes with a soft, glowing light, making his already impressive appearance even more charming.

She couldn\'t help but stare, her mouth slightly open as she tried to process how attractive he was.

For a moment, the entire street fell silent as everyone turned to look at him. Some people were so amazed that they began taking pictures, as if they had just seen a celebrity.

On the side, people couldn\'t help but whisper among themselves, their voices tinged with excitement.

"Is this for real?" one person murmured.

"He looks like an Idol!" another said, trying to take in every detail.

"I\'ve never seen anyone so handsome," another girl, almost in disbelief.

"Look at his eyelashes—so long.," a middle age woman commented, her voice filled with admiration.

Meanwhile, Reign was getting annoyed by all the stares he was getting.

\'What the hell? I thought this body was supposed to help me blend in,\' he grumbled to himself. \'Why am I getting so much attention now?\'

Normally, his face would have shown irritation, but because of his angelic appearance, even his annoyed expression looked charming. His frustration seemed to enhance his sex appeal, making him look even more captivating.

\'Alright, I\'ll scare them away!\' he muttered to himself, raising an eyebrow to show his annoyance.

When he scowled, he went from looking like a charming, handsome guy to a brooding, bad-boy type, which only added to his appeal. With his looks, it would be hard for him to come off as unattractive.

"Oh my god, look! He\'s getting angry. Take a picture of him!"

"Wow, he looks like a model with that bad-boy look!"

Instead of leaving him alone, the woman kept bothering him, and the sound of phone cameras clicking filled the street.

"Hi, my name is Glenda, can you tell me your name?" A woman hurriedly run towards him with her phone raise.

Her approach triggered a wave of excitement. More women started to gather, each trying to get a closer look or snap a picture.

"Can I take a selfie with you?" one asked eagerly.

"Where are you from?" another inquired, her curiosity piqued.

"You look amazing!" yet another woman exclaimed, trying to get his attention.

The crowd around him grew, with more and more women trying to talk to him, all vying for his attention.

"Stop bothering me!" Reign snapped, his frustration obvious. Despite his attempts to push through the crowd, his annoyed expression only made the women loved him more.

As the crowd closed in, their excited voices and the flash of cameras overwhelmed him. He felt a strong urge to kill everyone, but he quickly realized that would be a bad idea.

With so many phones pointed at him, he knew that if he did anything drastic, it would be caught on camera and spread everywhere.

\'I need to stay low-key,\' he muttered to himself, taking a deep breath to calm down.

But that was a bad idea.

As soon as the nearby girls caught a whiff of his exceptionally fresh breath, they were even more drawn to him. With his body brimming with divine energy, he exuded an irresistibly pure and pleasant scent.

One girl let out a soft sigh, her cheeks flushing with a rosy hue. "Wow, he smells so good," she whispered to her friends, unable to keep the awe out of her voice.

Another girl, clutching her phone tightly, fanned herself with one hand as she stared, her expression a mix of fascination and excitement. "Seriously, it\'s like he\'s releasing this perfect, fresh scent."

A third girl, who had been trying to take a picture, now had her phone lowered, completely mesmerized. She murmured, "I can\'t believe how good he smells. I\'m getting addicted to it,"

\'Ugh, these women are insane,\' Reign muttered to himself, feeling utterly disgusted. The way they were practically throwing themselves at him was revolting.

\'Wait, maybe something\'s wrong with my body?\' he pondered, trying to make sense of the unexpected attention.

As he examined his body, he found that there was indeed a passive effect enhancing his sex appeal.

\'System, is there a way to turn off this effect?\' he asked, hoping for a solution.