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Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

What do the words Third-Rate Villain mean? Doesn't every human being possess their own background story? Just because a game hadn't explored one's background story, does it mean those characters are irrelevant? In a world where video games come to life, Astron Natusalune is introduced as a seemingly insignificant character—a third-rate villain with a minor role. However, this ordinary facade belies a haunting past that has shaped Astron into the vengeful soul he has become. Someone who would do everything for his vengeance. What will occur if Astron's soul combines with one from Earth? Will he relinquish his position as a third-rate villain, or will he forge a new path? Driven by a singular purpose—to avenge his sister's tragic death and bring justice to a cruel world—Astron embarks on a transformative journey. Witness the journey of the Astron as the young boy experiences a profound shift in his own values as he witnesses firsthand the consequences of unchecked vengeance and the true complexities of morality. -----------------------------------0------------------------------------ Chapter length 1750-2500 At least one chapter a day. You can check my discord if you want. You will be able to see the illustrations here and engage in a conversation with me if I am available. https://discord.gg/qRknX5hTur ---------------------------0------------------------------ Business E-mail: yusuftalhayasar@outlook.com Discord: _yty_

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Chapter 117.4 - Second Mission

I walked back to the town, my thoughts swirling with the implications of what I had just learned—or rather, what I had not been told. Something had happened here, something that the mother and son were keeping to themselves.

The pieces of the puzzle were slowly falling into place, but there were still too many missing for me to see the full picture.

When I arrived at the mayor's office, I found him pacing near his desk, his fingers tapping nervously against the wood. He looked up as I entered, his eyes searching mine for any sign of hope.

"Did you find anything?" the mayor asked, his voice tinged with a mix of anxiety and expectation.

I kept my expression neutral, my face a practiced mask of calm. "Nothing conclusive," I replied evenly. "There's no logical explanation that I can see at the moment. The blight doesn't seem to have a natural cause."