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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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Instinctual Sacrifice

"Your Grace! Lady Iyana! Are you okay?" 

The panicked voices echoed around Vyan, mingling with the buzz in his head from the sudden crash. Darkness enveloped him, shards of debris digging into his skin as he struggled to regain his bearings. 

A weight pressed down on him, and a chilling sensation ran down his neck—a thick liquid, far from the rainwater, seeping into his awareness.

Struggling to push the weight off, Vyan's heart pounded as Clyde smashed through the splintered door, flooding the wreckage with blinding light. 

Blinking against the glare, Vyan's eyes focused on the limp figure atop him—Iyana, unconscious, blood tracing a sinister path from her head.

Her arms were still wrapped protectively around him, almost as if… 

Almost as if she protected me from the impact of the accident— 

Now, it came back to him.