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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
Not enough ratings
365 Chs

Hestia Empire - Tiga 2

[Ren Hilton's POV]

As I was about to knock once again, someone abruptly opened the door. Though I couldn't see the face of the person, my eyes caught sight of a squirming figure of a woman, desperately covering herself with a small blanket.

"I surrender-" Tiga began saying something, but before he could finish, I swiftly flung the sword that I held in my hand into the room. The blade whizzed past Tiga's face and struck the woman.

"Ack!" A small, painful cry echoed behind him, and he instinctively turned to see the lifeless body of the prostitute he had been with, her right eye pierced by the sword.

"That prostitute makes a lot of noise, so it's better to keep her silent for a while.... maybe forever, ain't it?" I immediately grabbed Tiga by the throat, tightening my grip around his neck.

If I remembered correctly from the documents I found earlier, it was stated that Tiga was around as strong as me, if not slightly stronger.