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Ruthless Inheritance: A Villain's Path

James Allan grew up as the sole heir to one of the most powerful duke houses in the kingdom of Solene, with a kind heart that set him apart from his overbearing father. But when his father perished under suspicious circumstances, James’s world unravelled. Betrayed by his beloved wife and closest friends, he watched helplessly as they tore apart his inheritance, leaving him destitute and broken. As he drifted through the depths of despair, a dark alter ego emerged within him—a relentless, shadowed version of himself, driven by hatred and vengeance. This sinister self, whispering at his moments of hesitation, became both a curse and a source of newfound strength, pushing James to embrace his darkest instincts. ................ "They took everything from you," the voice hissed. "And you’re just going to let them walk away?" “I’m not… I can’t.” "Can’t? Or won’t?" The voice sneered. "You’re weak. They need to bleed, James. Take back what’s yours, and let them suffer for every betrayal.” ............. In a world where power and cruelty reign, follow James Allan's descent from a man betrayed to a villain forged by vengeance—a tale of inner darkness, lost kindness, and a battle for control that will change the world forever.

Emma_Khae · Fantasy
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60 Chs
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#ROMANCE
#R18
#MAGIC
#DARK
#HAREM
#OVERPOWERED
#VILLAIN
#REVENGE

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Back in the main elven city of Llytherien, Alarien directed the rangers to escort their captive to the dungeons.

"I'll speak with the queen about his sentencing," he said, shedding his armour and donning his princely robes.

The journey from the armoury to the queen's office took only a few minutes. However, as he approached the entrance, he noticed someone standing guard outside.

"Freya, what are you doing here?" Alarien asked, his gaze shifting between her and the closed door.

Freya, a silver-haired elf of striking beauty and imposing stature, stood in her gleaming armour.

As the personal guard to the High Sage, her presence alone commanded respect, even though the sage rarely needed protection. Traditions, however, dictated otherwise.

"The High Sage is here regarding that... issue," Freya replied, her voice steady as she remained at attention. "Things are worsening, and if no action is taken, the consequences could be dire."