System Creator System: I Can Create Systems!

"I have to say, watching a serial killer commit murder in real life is more exciting and thrilling compared to watching those in movies"

Keith commented with amusement in his words as he munched french fries with coke as his beverage. He had ordered those from McDowell\'s.

Even with the slaughter that was occurring in the entire world, McDowell\'s fast food chain was still up for business. The demon god part-timer had delivered these to him fearlessly despite the killings that were a street away from his hotel.

McDowell\'s became an evacuation site for most civilians since the security guards of McDowell\'s were mostly awakened humans. Even those robbers and serial killers dare not enter the establishment of McDowell\'s since for them, it wasn\'t worth it. Not to mention, even if they were robbers and serial killers, they still loved eating at McDowell\'s so they found it a pity if they destroyed it.

Of course, Keith was pleased with such a development since he will earn more money that way. After all, the manager of the McDowell\'s branches wouldn\'t allow a civilian to enter unless they were a customer.

In other words, Keith was fishing in troubled waters but for him, it was worth it as he could regain his losses from being a philanthropist. At least, he could make use of the deaths of those nobodies as fertilizer for his money tree.

As Keith munched popcorn while treating the serial killer\'s murders as a Flexnet movie, he noticed that despite becoming stronger, the serial killer\'s mana was almost drained.

"Hmm… If my observations aren\'t flawed, then the serial killer should have obtained a high-grade skill that allows him to become stronger whenever he increases his kill count. But the restrictions of such skill should be that it only applies to living beings that aren\'t too weak."

"After all, if such a skill didn\'t have that restriction, one could just increase his kill count by stomping an ant hill and become the strongest."

When Keith thought about the effects of such a skill, he couldn\'t help but sigh.

"Unfortunately, I don\'t have a skill that allows me to steal the skills of others. It is quite envious that one can become stronger just by killing."

"Not only can I entertain myself as I watch others sink into despair and lose hope, but I can also become stronger by ending their pitiful and worthless life."

Although Keith said that, there wasn\'t any sense of loss or longing in his words as he didn\'t mind that he couldn\'t obtain that skill. After all, he wasn\'t obsessed with getting stronger but he was obsessed with entertaining himself.

He would do whatever it takes to entertain himself, even if he had to kill others or watch serial killers kill innocent lives.

It made one wonder whether the evil one was the serial killer who killed for fun or Keith who was enjoying himself as he watched the serial killer commit crimes.

While Keith was musing himself with the thought of obtaining the serial killer\'s skill, he decided to stop this ordeal after noticing that the serial killer stopped his killing spree just to recover his exhausted mana pool.

***

"How dare you stop your killing spree! You haven\'t paid me for disturbing my sleep! So just pay with your worthless life!"

When Jason the serial killer was meditating on top of a mountain of corpses to recover his mana, he was disrupted from his meditation after hearing the furious yelling of a teenager.

Opening his eyes, the middle-aged man was astonished to see a purple-haired teenager flying in the skies with the assistance of azure-green cloth wings.

He even recognized the purple-haired teenager since that teenager was famous for his title as the Ultimate Philanthropist who founded the McDowell Foundation. The purple-haired teenager was even the owner of McDowell\'s, Jason\'s favorite fast-food chain.

But after remembering the purple-haired teenager\'s words and seeing the mana spear on the teenager\'s right hand, Jason recovered from his astonishment and immediately fled from the scene!

\'Damn it! How am I unfortunate enough to meet someone more powerful than me especially when I am in my weakest state!?\'

Jason aggrievedly yelled in his mind as he used every strand of his mana to improve his speed.

Jason wasn\'t stupid enough to confront Keith especially when Jason felt oppressed by Keith\'s mana spear. The density of the mana spear alone was something that Jason couldn\'t achieve even if used up all of his mana reserves.

More mana didn\'t mean that the mana user was powerful but most powerful mana users had large mana pools. And coupled with the danger he felt from Keith, Jason knew that Keith was stronger than him!

Jason even felt that even if he was in his peak state, he couldn\'t defeat Keith, let alone injure him!

That discovery alone drove Jason to the brink of madness!

He was clearly having fun by killing others, why did someone flip the table and changed the situation? Instead of the one who kills others, he was now in a dangerous situation where he would be killed if Keith caught up with him.

Jason was running for his life!

"Run bitch! Runnn!!!"

How the tables have turned!

Jason now felt that his current situation was ironic. He was the one who yelled that to those civilians but now, he was being chased by a madman with a spear while his previous words were being used to ridicule him.

But when Jason thought about that, he was confused.

\'Wait, I didn\'t say those words many times and the last time I said that was a few minutes ago. If Keith knew about those words, did he also witness me kill those civilians?\'

\'Was he watching at that time while doing nothing despite the power he possessed? Why did he intervene now that I have stopped my killing spree?\'

When those thoughts entered Jason\'s mind, he couldn\'t help but shudder at that discovery!

\'So does that mean, the Ultimate Philanthropist is a madman that is no worse than…\'

Before Jason could continue his thoughts, his vision somersaulted but he managed to take a glimpse at his headless corpse before his head fell on the ground.

Seeing the headless corpse of the serial killer, Keith couldn\'t help but laugh.

"Hahaha! When someone reached the truth, either they lived to tell the tale, or died to bring it to their graves!"