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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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[445] Angel of Hope Against Demon of Extinction.

[You have cleared the floor.]

[Transporting to the next floor.]

[Good Luck, Challenger.]

After having suffered the excruciating pain that came from Elijah using Agri's power, The world turned black once again as I was left to rot.

"Ah..."

Fucking hell... It feels as if my entire body was dipped in hot oil and then thrown over a burning charcoal. And like magma was flowing in my veins instead of blood.

"Ha...Ha..."

Gasping for breath, I anxiously waited for the tower to transport me to the next floor hurriedly. Even though I was only spectating Elijah's actions, I felt as if my energy was being drained from the emotional trauma and even the continuous bursts of pain. 

My energy was being drained as the floors went by, Elijah had truly suffered a lot.

Sighing to myself, I looked around.

'Huh?'

I had expected to be transported to the next floor...but No?