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Silent Caster's Journey:A hero, a villain and a Psychopath

The story follows Onver, a mute character who has endured nightmares since childhood. Bullied relentlessly by his acquaintances and falsely accused by the democratic world of Earth, he experiences a series of misfortunes and terrifying nightmares. Consequently from his childhood, because of that he develops a conflicting bipolar personality that constantly battles between an urge to kill and the suppression of such thoughts. However, Onver's life takes an unexpected turn when he is kidnapped by a secret organization conducting human experiments. He becomes the subject of a torturous experiment and eventually loses his life. but wait he once again Awakens in the same world and same body. Upon awakening, he finds himself back on Earth, only to discover extraordinary hidden realms coexisting alongside Earth. These mystical realms are brimming with magic and inhabitants unlike those on Earth. As the boundaries between those realms blur, with the magical realm encroaching upon Earth, Onver embarks on an epic journey within this wondrous land. Along his path, he must grapple with his internal struggles, confront his haunting past, and unearth the truth hidden within his newfound existence. -------------- [{Warning: This work is purely fiction, and it does not promote any kind of violence against any living being. Please read with caution. This contains hardcore gore and psychologically twisted things }] Tags |Dark| Evil | Mute Mc | Slow pace | Weak to strong| [Antihero] |Wrong to evil |Tragedy | Dark humour | Magical Mystery | No system or reincarnation | Slow development |

Uncle_Moon · Fantasie
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Code red!

The sound of the slap was like a beat to his dance.

"Now! Now! Now!"

The last thing on his to-do list and His ultimate goal? To run into a horde of people and make their heads pop like balloons,

metaphorically speaking, of course.

In short, he wanted to metaphorically blow their minds!

He grabbed the hand of an unsuspecting passerby and gave it a theatrical flourish—nothing to do with the hand. This wasn't the time for hand-related shenanigans; he had bigger fish to fry.

Yes, bigger, metaphorical fish!

His mind raced, weaving the chaos he was about to unleash. The dear Prince of the Fire Kingdom, his long-lost first friend, was about to get a taste of their childhood promise—no, not the hand-eating part, but the fun and laughter part!

"I am coming!"

While internally singing the "Onver March," Onver marched toward the castle.