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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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[418] And hence, Murim was buried under a thousand layers of eternal frost.

"Cough…"

Crimson blood seeped into the ground.

"That…was not what I had expected."

He could barely say these words. There was a literal spear piercing through his chest…it was a wonder he could even talk at all.

His crimson blood fell bit by bit, accompanied by parts of his flesh and remnants of his bones.

"Die…"

Alan barely managed to utter these words as well, he had transformed back into his human form and teleported behind the Heavenly demon.

And with all his remaining strength, stabbed the Heavenly Demon with the Ame-no-Sakahoko.

"Ha…"

Alan gasped for breath, his body was tired. But he could still go on.

He just had almost little to no mana.

[Supreme Dragon of Frost Lanesha urges you to devour a mana potion quickly!]

"Not…yet."

The Heavenly demon looked far into the sky, looking at the spear piercing his chest.

"What…a magnificent spear…"