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Ascension Of The Villain

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

_Snow_flake_ · Fantasía
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Forgiveness Or Not?

"No, no way! I am not doing this. Not a chance," Vyan snapped, frustration lacing every word.

"You have to. It's our only option," Iyana pressed, her tone firm but trying to keep things calm.

Vyan started pacing around his quarantine room, shaking his head as if trying to physically shake the thought out. "Nope. Not happening."

"Vee, it's not even you apologizing!" she pointed out. "All you have to do is accept it."

"Exactly!" he whisper-yelled, eyes flashing. "Do you know how much worse that is? I'd rather apologize for something I didn't even do than accept her pathetic excuse for one. She kept Ash's truth from me, let him suffer, never even tried to save him, and oh yeah—tried to kill me just to keep her precious position secure. And I am supposed to just… forgive her?"