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Ascension Of The Villain

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

_Snow_flake_ · Fantasy
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90 Chs

Forgotten Past

"...lady… my lady!"

Iyana's eyes jolted open, her body jerking in alarm as warm water splashed around her.

"My lady, you should really get out of the water before you start getting rashes," the maid suggested timidly, her hands nervously wringing the edge of her apron. It showed how she was scared to even be in Iyana's presence.

"Oh, right," Iyana mumbled, flustered at having dozed off in Vyan's private bath.

She rose from the water, dripping and slightly disoriented, as the maid hurriedly fetched towels.

"How long have I been soaking in here?" she asked, her voice still thick in a warm daze.

"I am not sure, my lady. Master just mentioned you hadn't come out in a while and was worried you might have slipped and hurt yourself," the maid replied.

"Did he think I would get impaled by something again?" Iyana chuckled in amusement, a hint of mischief in her eyes as the maid wrapped her in a fluffy bathrobe. "By the way, what's your name?"