Villain of my own novel

"Shall we start the party?" White Swan glared at the hundreds of people in front of him.

He raised his hand, making everyone flinch, even though they knew he was only one man, they weren't confident in winning because something seemed to be wrong, no matter how strong one is, even a Rank-SS hero would be scared to fight against hundreds of Rank-B and Rank-A people, but the man in front of them was too calm, they felt like he was stalling time for something, then suddenly the man in front of them lowered his hand, they flinched again, they employed mana, covered themselves in it, clenched their weapons, and prepared for what was to come, but the man swung his hand behind his back and placed it on the gun on the desk behind him.

CLUNK

"I just want to test its max fire power though...." He mumbled and pointed the gun at the guild members who glared at him because they thought he was mocking them, but he ignored them, tilted his head to the left, closed his right eye, and stared at them above the pistol.

SHWOOMMM

Dark purple circuit-like patterns glowed on the black pistol as the display metre on the gun instantly displayed 10, its barrel glowed and the gun was covered in a thin layer of dark purple hue, looking at the exquisite gun their backs were covered in cold sweat before they even realized it.

"You. Put your shield up." He said while pointing his gun at a shield holder who glared at White Swan, but still held up his shield with a scoff.

BANG

As soon as he held up the shield While Swan fired without any forewarnings (?), but what shocked them was what followed after.

THUNK (10x)

The bullet pierced through the shield and killed the other ten people who stood behind the shield holder who looked down at his chest and saw an inch wide 'frozen' gaping hole, there hadn't been a single drop of blood spilled yet and ten of them were killed in a flash, but one of them looked back and noticed that the bullet had pierced through the walls behind them and he wasn't sure if the bullet was still in their guild building.

FFISSSSH

"Hmm.... A bit stronger than expected." White Swan smiled, though they couldn't see it, they felt like he was smiling in satisfaction.

"It has a ten bullet magazine, so 75% of these guys will be done with a single magazine and the rest will be killed by the 'White Swan's tradition.'" White Swan said and everybody shuddered at those words.

'White Swan's signature kill' or 'White Swan's tradition' was named after his brutal killing technique of thousands and thousands of cuts on his target's body that slowly freezes the flowing blood over time as they continued to bleed, until the target is crystallized and turned into a blooded prism, which is a block of ice in the shape of a prism made of the targets blood. Only his target's face, which is filled with anguish, and the prism above are visible in that prism, while everything below is covered in frozen blood.

The prism was taken to a lab and studied, his target's body didn't have any life-threatening cuts, and the prism below the head was blood that had frozen in that shape, and the tip of the prism was ice made from White Swan's magic, and that prism is usually found in a spot where everything is translucent and crystallized, with not even a single drop of blood in the spot, as if it the prism was separately placed in the middle of a calm ocean, hence the his moniker 'Swan' because a swan is believed to be able to separate water from milk and only drink pure milk.

'White Swan,' on the other hand, is said to drink blood due to the translucent and crystallized ground, despite the fact that he killed his targets with thousands of cuts.

After hearing what he said, no one wanted to be in the 15%, and even those who had just been killed didn't spill a single drop of blood, then....

THUD (7x)

The bodies of those who had just been killed fell to the ground, and the sound of their falling bodies jolted everyone out of their trance.

"A-Attack!!" Ned abruptly roared.

BANG (9x)

THUNK (8x)

As soon as Ned roared, White Swan fired his gun nine times, killing many of the hundred all at once. Everyone ignored Ned and checked their bodies, and those who had an inch wide gaping frozen hole died with a smile on their faces because no one wanted to die by such a gruesome way, no one!

While those who were alive turned pale and some passed out with foam oozing from their mouths just thinking about how much pain they would have to endure, the others clenched their weapons and dashed at White Swan desperately as their instincts took over. Why? Because they wanted to die and didn't want to be a part of his traditional method of killing.

"Ahhh!!!"

"Gaaa!!"

36 people were still alive and dashed with weapons in their hands.

"Don't blame me, because it just wasn't your day." Suddenly, they were startled to hear White Swan's completely disinterested voice, which he spoke with his head down, and they noticed that the air around him had turned white.

"Heh." He raised his face revealing his eyes which were arched and they could see an ominous grin on his face even though he had a mask on.

Suddenly, twin ice daggers materialized above his head and disappeared, then everything came to a halt in the eyes of all 36 people, and then they heard his mumble.

"Zone."

A stinging pain cruised from all over their bodies and they heard his mumbled again, even though they didn't know what it was, their hearts instinctively stopped beating.

"Frost prison."

The last thing they saw was him getting off of the chair and walk towards Ned Benson, slowly.

***

Ned Benson who had lost consciousness from horror, opened his eyes slowly and shot wide open instantly.

36 blooded prisms and hundreds of light blue translucent prisms in which people with an inch wide gaping hole, they were placed in a semi-circle and those prisms were standing on small stands which didn't let the prism fall off as if they were placed on display in a clear glass-like crystallized room, Ned was familiar with that room, it was his, Iron Scars Guild master's room! Everything in the room was still there, but it had turned translucent; he could even see the rooms below, above, and to the sides, despite the fact that the side and front walls had been broken to make room for all the prisms; everything had turned translucent and crystallized, even the debris of the broken walls; everything glistened as if it were made of precious gems.

"Huh?" Ned then noticed that he was floating mid-air, he couldn't move an inch and his confusion turned into horror when he saw White Swan in front of him.

"You can't die that simply, you have done too much sh*t to die that simply." He said in a cold voice as each of his words instilled more and more fear in Ned.

"Now, let's start." White Swan's eyes arched as a ice sword materialized in his hand.

"Arrrrrrgh!!"