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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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[444] Battlefield of Despair.[2]

As soon as Alan shook it's hand, the darkness disappeared.

My eyes, having been accustomed to the abyssal darkness did not appreciate the light that suddenly dawned upon them.

It was blinding, yet it carried a sense of despair with it that I didn't fully comprehend yet...Only when they recovered and I saw the origin of the light, as well as the surroundings did I truly realize.

Where that 'despairing' feeling came from.

All around, not even an inch of the ground around was safe...from blood. It was an endless sea of corpses and blood. Blood of all kinds, and Corpses of every kind of species here.

From the largest of Dragon ands mythical beasts, to the smallest dwarves and elves...Nothing was spared here. They were also killed in such gruesome ways that I could not even fathom the suffering they endured. Their final moments before they were granted with the gift of death.

"Blurgh..."