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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · Fantasy
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1922 Chs

Bombed

'We can only hope this is enough to stop this monster.'

The mute spectator prayed to whatever power he believed in before finally showing signs of activity. He looked down and found the weapon he was looking for. Only now could he hear the commands ringing off on his ID communication that Claho was yelling out.

'Claho Seven? Claho Seven? Aargh! To hell with the protocols. Stephan, you crazy motherfucker, what the hell are you doing staring blankly everywhere? I should fucking rename you Stiffen at this point.

Join the fucking battle damn it. You are one of the closest people to the action. The rest of us will get there in a bit. If you can't handle that monster, kite him towards Kelmar, he'll take care of him.'

Claho addressed the mute spectator by his name just when he was snapped out of his reverie. He lifted his weapon from the ground and channelled his mana into it once again. He replied to his squad leader soon after.