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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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1917 Chs

Set-up P1

The clear sky was lit with the dying lights of sunset. The winds carried the smell of something burning.

"Why… Why are you doing this to me?

Please stop. I…. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just leave me alone."

A young woman's pleading voice was heard in the forest not too far away from the city of Arangar. Her carriage looked like a meteor had fallen over it. There were a bunch of bodies that were lying around the carriage as well. They were wearing guard uniforms.

The guards' bodies had been partially charred. But it was apparent that there had been a few blunt traumas on or near their heads. Because their heads seemed to be squashed.

The young woman who had found herself in trouble was quite pretty. Her figure was not bodacious. But she had the right curves in the right places. She had long hair. Plus her green eyes and her petite nose made her look cute. But she soon found out that cuteness wouldn't help in times like these.