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A Villain Reborn

Betrayed, manipulated, and left to die by the one person he trusted, Ethan Cross thought his life of violence had finally come to an end. But fate had different plans. When he awakens in a new world as Valen Aetheris, the sole heir to one of the most powerful noble family in the empire, Ethan is given a second chance. This time, however, he won’t just survive—he will dominate. In this world of mana, ancient bloodlines, and mythical power, Valen’s new life offers him access to unimaginable wealth and influence. But in a world where fate favors the "protagonists," heroes destined to rise, Valen chooses a darker path: to drain their power, steal their destinies, and shape the world for himself. Armed with knowledge of the world's future from a novel he once read, and guided by a mysterious system that rewards him for hunting down the so-called “children of destiny,” Valen begins his calculated ascent to absolute supremacy. He trusts no one but himself, and his cold, ruthless methods ensure that nothing—and no one—will stand in his way. But as the line between hero and villain blurs, the stakes grow higher. To claim his throne over all creation, Valen will have to face not just the protagonists of this world, but the heavens themselves. (A/N: It’s my first time writing a novel although not perfect but try first 15 chapters and I assure you, that you will love it.)

Divine_Blood_Lord · Fantasy
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97 Chs

Into the Archives

The academy was blanketed in silence, its towering halls cast in shadows as the night deepened. Valen led his allies through hidden corridors and forgotten passageways, each step echoing softly in the quiet. The familiar hallways had taken on an eerie stillness, a reminder of the secrets concealed within the academy's walls.

They moved carefully, sticking close to the shadows, their footsteps muffled by an enchantment Seraphine had cast. Aylara's illusion magic cloaked their forms in wisps of mist, masking them from any patrolling professors or detection spells. As they neared the secluded wing of the academy where the restricted archives lay hidden, Valen's pulse quickened, the weight of the prophecy pressing down on him like a tangible force.