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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · Fantasie
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A Contest Between Two Deep Schemers P2

'Hehe. He will never know what hit him.'

Demonmir smiled wickedly.

His bloodlust permeated the surroundings as he envisioned killing Eren, casting a suffocating aura around him. He disregarded the suffering Rankers who knelt around him and ascended the raised platform in the next moment.

"I extend my gratitude to all the Rankers who have gathered here to support my cause," Demonmir began, addressing the assembled crowd below.

"Tomorrow, we will confront a vile evil man who has shown insufficient loyalty to the Last Blood Bastion despite the numerous opportunities we have provided," he declared in a commanding tone, captivating his audience.

"Tomorrow, we shall strike first and rid ourselves of Eren and his damned city..." Demonmir was in the midst of stirring up the crowd against Eren, but his speech abruptly halted as he vanished from the raised platform as if he had been transformed into a ghost.