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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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Two Of You

The weather was so lovely it could have made even the grumpiest of cats purr in delight. It was the kind of day that made you believe the universe had a sense of humor and a taste for romance. 

And what better way to spend such a day than on a date in the lush, picturesque garden of the Ashstone Estate?

Ava placed her cup of tea on the table and looked at the man in front of her. "Your Grace, what do you like to do in your free time?"

"I don't like to have free time," Vyan answered, trying to sound all mysterious. "You see, I am a really boring person," he added, letting out a laugh that was faker than a three-dollar bill.

Ava's eyes sparkled with admiration. "I think it's a lovely thing to like being so productive," she said with a sweet smile.

"Haha, is that how it came off? What I meant was, I probably won't have too much time to spare for you," he said, hoping she would catch the hint and run for the hills.