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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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[581] I knew it.

[Elaine Parker, POV.]

Why is he getting so involved in this situation? He has never been one to care about small matters like these... Heck, he never gave a damn about his guild mates before. He never cared about anything.

The Alan Peccator I know is mostly someone who...just did what he liked, and almost never got involved in situations that would give him even the slightest discomfort... Unless it was absolutely necessary.

Why...are you getting involved in this... And what is this pressure I am feeling? It's not the simple killing intent that he subtly releases... I have already taken care of that with a spell. But there is something else, Something other than that, which is penetrating my defensive skills and artifacts.

I clicked my tongue, and thought carefully of what to do next.