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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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Alan Peccator Versus Elijah Ardor [3]

Two Monsters.

Two Descendants of Supremes.

Two Draconians.

One would have expected the battle to quite chaotic, given that the draconians possessed two completely contrasting elements, and that Draconians were known to be aggressive...They should be tearing off another's flesh with their maws and teeth.

Yet, it was not like that.

The two 'monsters' were currently duking it out like humans, they shared not the animalistic movements of monsters but rather the controlled and thought out techniques of Humans.

Who would have expected it? The two fought not like beasts but rather like humans.

That was a surprise.

Whilst Alan was slightly taller than Elijah, he was much, much stronger.

"Agh!"

Elijah groaned as he was punched in the face, his terrifying jaw had been proven wrong, it was dislocated by a simple punch of Alan's fist.

Elijah hurriedly used the system and ate a small pill, which brought him to peak condition.