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The Villain's Story

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantaisie
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[135]The Child Of Death(2)

Two Days ago.

"Mocha Please."

"A latte for me."

Alan and Maxwell ordered their coffee respectively.

And as they waited, Maxwell took the initiative and began talking first.

"You know, I honestly didn't think you would contact me."

Alan immediately replied.

"Well, you thought wrong."

"I certainly did."

Maxwell agreed, he then glanced at Alan's figure, before carefully asking.

"Did you get bigger?"

Alan, who was caught surprised by this question, answered it after a moment.

"It's known as Puberty."

Maxwell said nothing, he only thought in his mind.

'...what a lame excuse.'

The current Alan Peccator was someone completely different from the one he saw before.

He was taller, more muscular, and definitely had a different face.

The only thing that hadn't changed was his eyes, those blue diamonds were still the Same.

Cerulean Blue and Beautiful.

"So, let's talk business."

Maxwell disregarded his previous thoughts and began to talk seriously.