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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.

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How Unfair!

The next morning at the Monster Hunt Festival was like a spell had been cast—everything was immaculate, as if the previous day's events had vanished with the night. Everyone also played along with the act and went on with the excitement of the third day of the monster hunt.

Althea sat alone at one of the breakfast tables, nibbling her food and pondering the absence of Iyana, her newfound companion from their recent hunt.

Her quiet meal was interrupted by a voice as smooth as silk. "Do you mind if I join you, Your Imperial Highness?"

Althea looked up to see an ever-charming brunette, smiling graciously. "No problem, Lord Clarinton. How are you feeling today?"

"I am feeling splendid, thanks to you. You would never guess my ribs were crushed to powder yesterday," Mason replied, his grin wide as he pulled out a chair beside her and set down his tray of breakfast. "That is why I wanted to properly thank you for saving my life."