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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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[419] Mohei Jian( Blade Of Blackest Ink.)

[Outside the tower, Academic Convergence, Colosseum of the Capitol.]

For the first time, the entire Colosseum was silent, there were not even the cries of a baby ruining this significant moment.

Even the announcer, Harrison Soubuelle, the number one hero was unable to utter even a single word, this was the same even for Ragnar Drakmor.

Almost all the strongest were left speechless, whilst the others were left stupefied.

They were unable to believe the sight in front of their eyes, unable to even comprehend it.

Except for one of course

"About time."

The sword saint, Arken Miller sighed with disdain,  he was getting bored. He, along with Oliver Olsfer, The golden sage, was one of the few who had believed Alan would clear the Trial of the Heavenly Demon, The Trial of the World Of Murim, the thirtieth floor!

"sigh...at least show some appreciation."