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The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence. But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies: "You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!" Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration. Everything went dark. And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. But this time, things were different. He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. He could break the fourth wall! He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. And he was about to flip it upside down. --------------- A/N: Buckle up, you miserable bunch! It’s a parody, so shut your brains off, toss 'em in the trash, and dive headfirst into this deep, glorious shithole! Don’t come whining to me when you laugh so hard you choke on your own damn tears! --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

SKuLL · Fantasie
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Chopping Vegetables! Lost Control!

"If she's not a puppet… then what in the heavens is she?"

But no answer came.

Su Xiaobai lounged on the stage, his posture lazy yet deliberate, like a king too bored to care about his throne. His fingers flicked blood off the trembling crimson sword, its sinister glow dimming, sulking as though mourning the loss of a worthier master.

Behind him, Xiao Hei stood motionless. Her petite frame soaked in crimson. Her smile faint. Beautiful. Terrifying.

The arena was silent, save for the scattered whispers that soon broke through.

"Tch… so it really was a puppet."

"Cheated! Without that thing, he'd be dead meat!"

Most of the complaints came from the failed contestants—resentful voices tinged with jealousy, their bruised egos showing more than their bruised bodies.