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The Legendary Pseudo-villain

Over-confidence can get you killed or in Hecathe’s case, it can get you transmigrated into a parallel universe that is trying to kill you. It all started with a simple, “Mom! I want to be a villain!” Years later, Hecathe stood at the top of the economy with his Zuex company squeezing out every last penny from the pockets of the helpless consumers. One day he looked over at his secretary and confidently questioned, “When the country runs on your money, do you really think it matters if I’m driving legally or not?” The heaven’s laughed as they heard this. To think that a mere human was this arrogant?! The heavens: “Let’s pull a UNO reverse card on him!” Hecathe’s eyes were glued to his phone as he heard the loud screeching of tires that made him look up and... Ha. Ha. Ha. The heavens probably had the last laugh... Or did they? Hecathe remembered getting hit by a car but instead of waking up in a hospital, he woke up in a stinky jail with heavy chunks of metal chains wrapped around his whole body as if it were a straitjacket. An expensive custom-made straitjacket. Fantasy || God-complex || Sci-fi || Villain protagonist || Politics || Mystery || Adventure || Suspense || Parallel universe || Bromance || Rich and Arrogant protagonist || Elements and magic || MechaXMagic || Story by: Cherlyswan Cover art by: Cherlyswan

cherlyswan · Ciencia y ficción
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The start of a new rumor?

Hecathe pursed his lips as he heard this question and let out a small dry chuckle as he sent a reply, "It certainly is a bit interesting when you can see the bigger picture."

"I hope you don't want me to spread another rumor," Zather chuckled as she spoke and Hecathe didn't know if he was supposed to laugh or cry as he heard this. 

"How did you know?" Hecathe asked with utmost seriousness and it took Zather a solid few minutes to respond. 

"Are you serious...?!" The woman asked in disbelief. 

"Have you ever seen me joking?"

Zather was once again a bit speechless as she took a few minutes to respond with a simple, 

"No..." 

Hecathe chuckled dryly as he nodded his head and sent her another message, "I want you to spread a rumor that the killer is in Ocasia." 

"The killer? What killer?" 

"The one who killed Orgon," Hecathe clicked his tongue as he replied, "And this time, say that the killer is back to kill Orgon."