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Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

What do the words Third-Rate Villain mean? Doesn't every human being possess their own background story? Just because a game hadn't explored one's background story, does it mean those characters are irrelevant? In a world where video games come to life, Astron Natusalune is introduced as a seemingly insignificant character—a third-rate villain with a minor role. However, this ordinary facade belies a haunting past that has shaped Astron into the vengeful soul he has become. Someone who would do everything for his vengeance. What will occur if Astron's soul combines with one from Earth? Will he relinquish his position as a third-rate villain, or will he forge a new path? Driven by a singular purpose—to avenge his sister's tragic death and bring justice to a cruel world—Astron embarks on a transformative journey. Witness the journey of the Astron as the young boy experiences a profound shift in his own values as he witnesses firsthand the consequences of unchecked vengeance and the true complexities of morality. -----------------------------------0------------------------------------ Chapter length 1750-2500 At least one chapter a day. You can check my discord if you want. You will be able to see the illustrations here and engage in a conversation with me if I am available. https://discord.gg/BQRMhDxZr8

Darkness_Enjoyer · Fantasy
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Chapter 62.1 - Initiation

It was said that each individual was different from others. That was definitely true.

After all, for me, who had learned all these from life directly itself, those types of words were something I came to a conclusion on my own.

"Astron…Come here….."

It was a natural day for me. Hearing my father's words from outside, I slowly made my way out of my room.

TOK! TOK! 

"Oh, you are finally awake, you brat."

As I stepped down the stairs, I saw Mother washing the dishes left from yesterday. She threw a small side look at me, her brows furrowed. Well, she was kind of right; I had overslept. But what can I do?

The book was addicting, and I couldn't stop reading it until midnight.

PUFF! PUFF

The cooker was making puffing sounds from the side. I guess we are going to eat something good today.

"Good morning, mother."

I greeted Mother with a smile.

"….Sigh…."