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Rebirth: The Villainous Young Master Doesn't Want to Follow the Script

******** (WARNING: This novel’s MC is Laurence’s disciple, since both of them love to cuss at everyone’s faces…. Just kidding! xD xD. Just like my other work that has a warning at the top… So, please read at your own risk! ^_^) ********* Not all villains are evil. Sometimes, their experiences and how others treated them shaped them into what they are today. ********* “How amusing! Do you really think that being labeled as a [tyrant], a [bully], and a [villain] would be that outstanding?! Why don’t you come here right now and let me punch you in the face so that you can wake up from your f*cking delusional sh*t!” ********* In his first life, for some unknown reason, he was betrayed, framed, and stripped of his status as a noble and labeled him as a “traitor” or in the worst case, a “villain”. Now, as he faced execution and prepared to die when suddenly an unknown entity called [system] offered him a chance to be a world-hopper and complete various tasks in different worldlines. The system also promised him to grant his greatest desire should he ever consent to be bound by the [system]. With no other choice, he accepted the entity’s offer and after millennium years’ worth of transmigration, for some unknown reason, the system prompted him to be reincarnated back to his first life that he had forsaken…. As the “villainous” Third Young Master of Marquis Chevalier Household from Stellarus Empire. ********* Photo not mine. Credits to the owner.

empressblackrose09 · Fantasy
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50 Chs

Mysterious Voice

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'Gods! Did we break him that much for him to have that kind of expression?!'

The First Young Master didn't know what to do as he looked up to observe his youngest little brother's state. Right now, his expression is devoid of any life as if he wanted to surrender himself to the cruelty of this world.

His cyan-colored eyes he inherited from their father, who once had a sharp-looking feature whenever he got that bad temper of his or whenever he lashed out at everyone around him, are nowhere to be seen within those eyes.

"E-ezekiel? A-are you with me?" He mumbled as he spoke, and the First Young Master tried his best not to agitate his youngest little brother by speaking gently with him.

Before Altron visited his little brother, he consulted some servants around and the ones who were now serving the Third Young Master and inquired with them if their father, the Marquis, had visited.