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The Villain's Story

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantasy
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[223] A crueler world.

[Alexander Wrights POV]

I can feel it...

As I slash through the monsters of this corrupted land, As I slit their throats and kill them..

I can feel it...

The corruption, The wrath within my blood...Festul's wrath.

I can hear the woes of the corrupted wind, the cries of the sky.

The corruption in the land.

I must purify it.

'I will purify it.'

I thought, as I continued to fight...until my last breath.

{Yes, You will.}

I can hear Festul's voice, The voice of the manifestation of my bloodline's owner...Someone who appeared randomly quite a while back.

{Feel The wrath of the wind. Feel the sorrow of the skies, Manifest their rage, Manifest Nature's rage and become the emperor.}

His archaic voice seemed to awaken something within me and my blood.

I could feel the wrath of the wind...the sorrow of the skies...as Lightning manifested around my figure.

{I will help you this time, Remember this Technique.}