I Am The Game's Villain Chapter 400 Confronting Nihil [1]

"Where's your new girlfriend?" Victor asked, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

For once, he wasn't sticking close to Selene, who was sitting nearby, enjoying a al with her sister, Elizabeth. With Selene occupied, Victor had decided to eat with instead. John was also at our table, though his attention was divided as Alia a little away with Celeste and Cylien. The three of them giggled softly, occasionally glancing in our direction. I couldn't help but wonder what they were whispering about.

But Victor's question made grimace. "She's not my girlfriend," I replied, a little too defensively. "She's just a friend of my sister's, and I'm helping her get comfortable around the academy and socialize. Not an easy task with all the dimwits around here."

I glanced at John, hoping for so backup since he knew Myrcella from the Ga, but of course, my brother-in-law wasn't one to pass up an opportunity to insult .

"You? Helping her socialize?" He shot back with a smirk.

Ever since he started dating Alia, John had beco even more insufferable. As Layla's fiancé, I should have been pleased that he was sticking close to her like a protective shadow, but I couldn't shake the irritation of not having any of my own lovers nearby.

I took a deep breath, reminding myself that it was just a few more months until the Utopian War and the last Events. Then, with the conclusion of the Second Ga, I would finally be able to see my girlfriend again.

Victor suddenly leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "By the way, guys, I could use so advice."

"About what?" I asked curiously, as I sipped my water. Wasn't he already glued to Selene's side like a lovesick puppy? The couple seed perfect already.

"It's about our first night together."

"Pfff!"

I choked on my water, nearly spraying it across the table. Unfortunately, I wasn't quick enough to stop a few drops from hitting the man seated directly in front of us. John, who had narrowly dodged the spray by tilting his head, glared at coldly.

Victor, oblivious to the ss I'd just made, offered a hasty apology to the man behind John. "Sorry about that!"

"It's just an elf. No need to apologize," I shrugged it off, more focused on Victor's words. "But what did you just say?"

The group of elves at the next table shot dirty looks, but I was too curious about Victor's situation to care.

"Yeah, it's about Selene," Victor continued, clearly nervous. "She asked to spend the night with her this weekend, and I'm kind of freaking out. We've always hung out during the day, so I have no idea what to expect."

John and I exchanged a look of exasperation. Was that what he ant by 'first night'? I sighed in relief, realizing that I'd panicked for nothing. Well, not exactly nothing. At least I managed to humiliate another elf in the process.

"What are you nervous about? It's Selene we're talking about. You could take her to the slums, and she'd still be thrilled just because she's with you," I scoffed, not entirely joking.

Victor groaned, clearly not amused by my teasing. "Co on, man! I need so real help here!" He then turned his pleading gaze toward John, as if expecting him to be the voice of reason.

I couldn't help but smirk, knowing full well how futile that would be. "Forget about this guy," I began, intending to downplay John's abilities. "He barely knows how to—"

"Walk, gas, shopping, movie, dinner, and a final night stroll in a nice place like a garden?" John interrupted, listing off date ideas as if he had them all morized.

Victor and I were both struck speechless.

"Thank God! John, you're a lifesaver!" Victor exclaid relieved.

I just stared at John, my mouth hanging open in disbelief. "Of course you're the expert!" Victor continued, his admiration for John only growing. "You're always out with Alia, and you've got way more experience!"

Each of those words cut into like a knife.

Expert. Going out. More experience. All things I lacked.

He was right, though. I'd never really had a proper date with Layla or Miranda. The only one I'd co close with was Ephera back on Earth, but we were both too weird to ever truly confess our feelings. We acted like lovers, sure, but it was never official.

Yeah, we were weirdos.

John, sensing my discomfort, just shrugged, though the smug look on his face was impossible to miss. "Just helping a friend. Let know if you need more advice."

"Definitely, man! So, how was your first date?" Victor wasn't finished as he asked.

I could see where this was heading—a long, drawn-out conversation between two guys comparing notes on their girlfriends and romantic experiences. The thought of sticking around for that made cringe.

"I'm finished," I muttered, pushing away my plate as I stood up. I couldn't stand the idea of listening to them go on about it.

"Weren't you nervous? I was when I was with Selene a lot," Victor called after .

"Nervous? Not really. But Alia was," John replied, a little too casually.

Not really my ass!

He was the one who called at 3 AM, frantically asking for advice on what to do!

And Alia? Nervous? Not in the slightest. She was as confident and assertive as Celeste when it ca to that sort of thing.

Neither of them paid any attention to as I stood there, which only added to my irritation. "Have a nice al, guys," I grumbled, turning away and heading to dispose of my plate.

I hadn't expected to feel this grumpy about it, but the truth was hard to ignore. Knowing I had a girlfriend I couldn't see or touch was frustrating, to say the least. It was a unique situation, one that left feeling more isolated than I cared to admit.

As I walked away, my gaze drifted toward Celeste. She was laughing with Alia and Cylien, completely at ease. As if sensing my eyes on her, she looked up, surprised at first, but then offered a grin.

This was bad. I could feel myself becoming more and more conscious of her, and that was a complication I wasn't ready to deal with.

I walked through the corridors, my thoughts stubbornly returning to that kiss with Celeste, a mont that was likely nothing more than an accident. But no matter how hard I tried to dismiss it, the mory lingered.

"Huh?"

As I took another step, the world around shifted abruptly. The familiar surroundings of the academy's corridors vanished, replaced by a blinding expanse of pure white. It was a sight I knew all too well, one that ca with an equally familiar presence behind .

"Nevia?" I called out, turning around. But it wasn't Nevia standing there.

Instead, it was a man, one who bore a striking resemblance to her. But sothing deeper, perhaps instinct, told who he truly was.

"Nihil…"

A smile spread across Nihil's face as he nodded. "You recognized ."

It was really him, the being I had only heard about, but never seen in person until now. "What do you want?" I asked, my voice cold and guarded. "After all this ti, after being silent for so long, why are you showing up now?"

"You don't trust , do you?" Nihil chuckled, his tone light, almost amused.

"Do I really need to answer that?" I shot back. "You're the one who brought into this world and saddled with Jarvis to seal my mories. You promised I'd find Ephera here, but I haven't seen her. I haven't even found a clue about where she might be."

Nihil's expression remained calm, though there was a hint of understanding in his eyes. "I can understand your anger, but I didn't lie about Ephera. She's in this world."

"Where?" I asked, feeling my heart pound.

Nihil held my gaze. "I'm not the one who should tell you where she is. If you truly want to see her again, you will find her."

I clenched my fists, the urge to punch him surging within , but I managed to hold back. There was no point in lashing out, not when I might finally get so answers.

"Then what do you want?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the anger simring beneath the surface.

"Don't you have questions after everything that's happened to you recently?" Nihil asked genuinely puzzled by my reluctance.

I snorted, of course I had questions, too many to count.

"Will you answer them?"

"It doesn't hurt to ask," Nihil replied, that infuriating smile still playing on his lips.

Despite my annoyance, I couldn't let this chance slip away. I took a deep breath, knowing exactly what I needed to know first.

"Who is Samael?"

Nihil's chuckle echoed in the white void around us. "I saw that coming."

A heavy silence fell between us before he finally spoke.

"Samael, also known as Samael Eveningstar, is one of the three sons of the Mother of All, Ymir," he began before his white eyes warr than Nevia's focused on my face.

"He is also the younger brother of Eden Silverstar and Lucifer Morningstar."