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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

Wise words...

[Ren Hilton's POV]

Year: 1738

Date: 3rd

Month: Embera

Time: 4:00 AM

"Huh?" I felt quite confused as I watched Aron hastily leaving the room.

"What happened?" I spoke as I tried to adjust my posture. I couldn't recall much about what had transpired, but I was certain I had been on the brink of death. Though, I didn't believe I had succumbed to it, but the wound I felt was undeniably deep.

Silence permeated the room, casting an awkward atmosphere.

"Umm... Smokeball?" I called out tentatively, feeling somewhat uncomfortable under the cat's unrelenting gaze. He had been staring at me for quite a while, and it was starting to feel strange.

I waved my hand in front of Smokeball's eyes, but he continued to stare at me without blinking. It was as if he had something important to convey but couldn't find the words.

"Are you going to say anything? Don't make me—" I began to speak before Smokeball's voice resonated in my mind.