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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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[650] You have got to be kidding me...

"How did you come to unlock this ability?"

Azmakul asked, scratching his chin as observed the layout of the Jade City.

"It's a domain, the special ability of the human race."

Alan answered, also marvelling at his masterpiece of a city. He had to admit, the Jade Palace was quite...marvelous.

With the grand palace in the center, there were four main roads that led to it, the city was divided into eight sectors, while most of the buildings in between the roads were empty, or simply nonexistent plots of land that Alan simply used as a space for his soldiers to rest, There was a lot of room for employment.

Though the city itself may be lacking, one could not say that about the palace that stood at the very center, made of gleaming white jade. The spires were tall, and carved into them were aesthetically pleasing yet mysterious runes. They glowed in the dark, Alan only knew that.