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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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[583] A talk between two supremes.

[So, how is it like having a kid? Do you think a son is better, or a daughter?]

Lanesha was a bit taken aback by this kind of question, she thought this money hungry supreme would be here for profits.

But then again, she understood him. Although the question was a bit strange, it wasn't really that out of pocket considering the current situation. 

[It's been getting boring lately, I wanted to try something different in this iteration, perhaps raise a kid?]

The goat like man's form changed, he now had a handsome, middle-aged face with a fine beard, but his horns were still there. He didn't bother to change them. A cup materialized in his hand, being filled with a mysterious drink.

Lanesha paid no thought to it, and silently sighed.

'I knew someone would come because of this, but I didn't expect it to be him, of all people.'

Lanesha thought, as she stared at the man in front of her.