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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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No, It's Not

Vyan was numb, his eyes blankly staring at the pools of blood surrounding him. He had never seen this much blood before—or at least that's what he thought, until a scene from his past flashed before his eyes.

"Vee, you have to run," his father said, staring straight into Vyan's newly formed amber eyes, his hands gripping the little boy's shoulders with a desperate firmness.

"But Papa, Ash is still—" Vyan's voice trembled with fear and confusion.

Xandres pulled Vyan into his chest, tears streaming down his face. "Trust me, your brother will be fine as long as you are."

The five-year-old boy couldn't comprehend the weight of his father's anguish, nor did he understand the chaos unfolding around him. All he knew was that his favorite person in the world was in danger.

"But Ash—" he repeated, voice breaking.