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The Villain's Story

"So, I'm supposed to just go along with the flow?" He questioned, his refusal evident. "I'm expected to surrender to whatever destiny has planned? To accept whatever hand I'm dealt by the cursed fate of this vessel?" He rejected the idea outright. "After finally thinking I'd broken free from the clutches of that accursed snake, now this? The transgressions of this vessel's original owners are not mine to bear! I'm not the same; I'm an entirely different entity!" His laughter reverberated maniacally, filling the air. Because, let's be honest, who wouldn't teeter on the edge of madness when the mightiest entities, armed with their colossal power, are relentlessly pursuing you? Those supreme and primordial beings, capable of obliterating galaxies with casual ease... how could anyone endure such overwhelming fear? Could anyone really accept the cursed hand that fate had dealt them? Yes, He would. He had to. "Fuck it." He declared with a fervor. "I don't care...I don't care if it's destiny or fate or whatever! Even if it's the supreme beings...I...I don't give a damn! If they feel the need to dictate my life, decide my ending on sins I am not guilty of...than I have only one thing to say. BRING IT ON!" ---------------------------------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantasy
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591 Chs

[352] A true domain.

In a breathtaking crescendo of shattering reflections, the threads of illusion which formed the mirror world began to unravel, it didn't even take a second for the mirror world to explode.

Tendrils of radiant light, like fractured rainbows, pulse, and dance at the very fragments of the Shattered domain.

Thousands of pieces of broken glass, each reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors spread in all Directions, threatening the safety of the audience.

Harrison and Ragnar acted quickly to protect the audience, they erected mana walls to stop the Shards of glass.

"Kya!"

"Ahhhh!"

"!!!"

The audience let out screams, the wind pressure was just far too strong, and some held on to their children and any form of support for dear life.

Just like that, Ezra's domain, Mirror world shattered like frail glass.

It was akin to the explosion of glass that would happen from a Prince Rupert's drop when it was struck at its weakest point.