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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/BQRMhDxZr8

Darkness_Enjoyer · Fantaisie
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Chapter 98.3 - Duels [4]

The brilliance of the light was blinding, an all-encompassing radiance that seemed to erase the very shadows. The audience shielded their eyes, unable to look directly at the scene unfolding before them. For a moment, it felt as if time itself had stopped, the air filled with a sense of awe and wonder.

As the light began to fade, the arena slowly came back into focus. The dust settled, revealing Victor standing at the center, his sword still glowing with the residual white energy.

His body was tattered, clearly showing the signs of injuries. Blood was dripping from the blade he was holding in his hand.

Yet, just as he was standing there, his opponent stood before him as well. 

"What?"

"What happened?"

General Kyle was on one knee, his hammer planted in the ground for support, his expression one of astonishment and respect.

'What a sight…..'