webnovel

The Villain's Story

"So, I'm supposed to just go along with the flow?" He questioned, his refusal evident. "I'm expected to surrender to whatever destiny has planned? To accept whatever hand I'm dealt by the cursed fate of this vessel?" He rejected the idea outright. "After finally thinking I'd broken free from the clutches of that accursed snake, now this? The transgressions of this vessel's original owners are not mine to bear! I'm not the same; I'm an entirely different entity!" His laughter reverberated maniacally, filling the air. Because, let's be honest, who wouldn't teeter on the edge of madness when the mightiest entities, armed with their colossal power, are relentlessly pursuing you? Those supreme and primordial beings, capable of obliterating galaxies with casual ease... how could anyone endure such overwhelming fear? Could anyone really accept the cursed hand that fate had dealt them? Yes, He would. He had to. "Fuck it." He declared with a fervor. "I don't care...I don't care if it's destiny or fate or whatever! Even if it's the supreme beings...I...I don't give a damn! If they feel the need to dictate my life, decide my ending on sins I am not guilty of...than I have only one thing to say. BRING IT ON!" ---------------------------------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantaisie
Pas assez d’évaluations
591 Chs

[123]Banquet

Sabrina sighed as she sat at a table filled with delicious food. She was currently in the Banquet.

'Why is this even being held?'

She questioned in her mind.

Truly what was the purpose of this banquet?...just for some idiots outside the campus to get their foot in? Or did Headmaster Oliver just decide the first-year students needed a break?

'it's been hell.'

She thought as she put a slice of steak in her mouth.

It had been hell for her ever since her 'bodyguard' had been gone.

Usually, his presence alone was enough to drive away all the idiots that wanted to get close to her.

But now that her bodyguard was gone, when she checked his status it showed he was sleeping the previous week, and then whenever she checked again, it would show he was training.

The amount of time she had been asked out reached 4 dozen. And the number of broken hearts was probably the same.

At this point, she was the only one sitting quietly eating dinner at a table.