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The Villain's Side Of the Story In The New Plot

I never thought I’d end up being the villain. But now, it’s clear—that’s how the world sees me. The truth is, I never saw myself as the hero either. Deep down, I’ve always carried the guilt, knowing that people’s hatred for me might not be entirely unfair. Maybe I was never as good as I wanted to be. Maybe I really wasn’t the kind or noble one in the story. Still, I can’t fully accept being called a villain. It’s strange to wake up one day and realize that everyone, even those I once tried to protect with my life, now see me as the enemy. And as if that wasn’t enough, fate has decided to give me the biggest responsibility of all—saving humanity. The irony is almost laughable. Villains aren’t supposed to save the world. But who else should take on this task? The so-called hero? The one who used his power to collect women, harem as some called it? The one who, even with the strongest cheats, failed to do what needed to be done? So, I’ve made my decision. I’ll save this world—but I’ll do it my way. And if anyone stands in my way, they’ll understand why I was called a villain. [This revised novel, a departure from my debut "The Villain Side of the Novel," introduces an alternate plotline where Fray persists in the struggle for the throne. The narrative unfolds on a previously unexplored continent, a departure from the original setting.]

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Jared Dalma

In the dimly lit, vast expanse of the abandoned warehouse, the stench of decay mingled with the metallic tang of blood. The man, bound to a chair with thick ropes cutting into his raw, exposed flesh, writhed in agony. His body was a canvas of horror, chunks of skin torn away, revealing muscle and bone, and his fingernails ripped off, leaving behind a trail of crimson.

His screams echoed off the walls, a symphony of pain and defiance. "I'll never talk! Just end it!" His voice cracked with agony as he spat defiance at the two men standing watch over him.

The men, clad in ancient knight armors bearing the insignia of the Dalma family, remained stoic amid the suffering. But as hours passed without any results, frustration began to show on their faces.

Step ! Step!