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The Villain's Story

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantasie
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[504] The gate.

It was an unearthly structure to gaze at, one that still required more time to be perfected. Drones and humans worked in harmony to perfect it.

Built from a material that resembled the texture of stone, and the color of obsidian it was mesmerizing, however, even though the color of it was pitch black, runic inscription could still be found on it. Almost invisible to the naked eye, but they possessed a strange...power to them that made them visible.

Everyone there inside the room, could feel their presence, like it was in itch or the prick of a needle piercing into their skin.

To some, it was like that but to some it was also friendly, like the soft hum of a flute. It didn't cause any pain.

And to one, it was like home. Like it was a part of him.

The giant gate was almost completed, and the people who were constructing it became ready. They protected themselves with the best quality armor they had, and the best weapons they could forge.

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