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No More Pain For This Villain.

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

Satan03 · Fantasie
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"Year: 1738

Date: 7th

Month: Embera

Time: 7:00 AM

[Ren Hilton's POV]

As I entered the church, the atmosphere was serene and peaceful. The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the interior, casting a warm and comforting ambiance. The architecture was grand and intricate, with stained glass windows depicting scenes from religious lore.

People moved about quietly, some in deep prayer, while others lit candles or made offerings at the various shrines dedicated to different aspects of the goddess Ellora. The air was filled with the faint scent of incense, and you could hear the soft murmurs of prayers and hymns.

.... It's the morning prayer.

I... placed the corpse down a bit behind, like it was a good spot.

"..." Lily seemed a bit overwhelmed by the solemnity of the place, her eyes wide as she took in the surroundings. I guided her toward a corner of the church where a priest was tending to some flowers.