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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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[378] Against the Shadows

[...]

The tower was left speechless, it was not just it.

The outside world shared the same.

Pure and utter shock at what had just happened.

And what else could they do? What other emotion were they supposed to show except for shock?

What else could compare?

Amazement? Maybe.

Disbelief? Maybe.

Or was it inferiority?

Perhaps.

But right now it was pure and utter shock. Shock at the resplendent sight that had appeared in front of them.

An entire army of Undead, an army so vast and so terrifying. Gone in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Harrison was left speechless, truly nothing could compare.

He had seen this skill before, but not on this scale…Just what was Alan Peccator made up of?

"That was ice magic?"

A spectator muttered, and the others looked at him. But what could they say? Were they capable of such things?

What would they even dare to say, When the first ranked hero was left speechless? When Ragnar was left speechless, Hugo, Richard, Daniel, Logan.