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No More Pain For This Villain.

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

Satan03 · Fantasy
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365 Chs

Back Into The Game.

[Ren Hilton's POV]

Year: 1738

Date: 31

Month: Equinoxia

Time: 1:00 PM

[Hidden Chamber - Nightshade Sanctum]

[Ren Hilton's POV]

"Don't tell me that was the limit of how long you can hold that form," I sighed in defeat, my disappointment evident in my voice. Blaze, now in his black cat form, sat before me, his expressive eyes reflecting a mixture of exhaustion and frustration.

'It's not something I can control! It takes a tremendous amount of mana from my core to maintain that form, and even more if I use magic. Ugh, I hate to admit it, but yeah, it'll take time for me to level up,' Blaze's voice carried a tinge of frustration as it echoed in my mind.

I gazed at his small figure and inquired, "So you can level up your core, huh? Well, how do you charge it then?"

Blaze replied, 'Same as you.'