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The Villain Can't Lose

"...is that the end for me?" His eyes closed, accepting his fate. He thought it was the end. However, it was not. When Liam awoke from the endless darkness, he found himself in a world much different from his own―and in a body that was unfamiliar. "...[ The Golden Hero ] This is..." It seemed that he was given another chance at life. No longer as Liam, but as Rowen, a character from a novel. But, there was a slight problem. Rowen was a villain. A secondary villain at that. His fate was to be manipulated by the antagonist and killed by the hero. It was a tragedy. What could he possibly do? Of course, not wanting to let fate decide for him again, he took up his arms, stopping at nothing to prevent his tragic death. He had to survive in a cruel world where fate was not in his favour. If it meant killing the protagonist, the crown prince or even the main villain; he would do so. All so that he could live the life he wants.

Jeri_ · Fantaisie

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Dark Reflections

I reveled in the grotesque spectacle unfolding before me, my eyes transfixed on the wretched souls battling for their survival. It was a twisted pleasure, a dark delight to witness their desperate struggle.

How satisfying it was to see them experience a mere fraction of the torment they had inflicted upon those innocent slaves. Oh, how I wished Nari could be here, to witness the sweet justice unfolding. Alas, she was absent, and so the twisted theater belonged to me alone.

Amidst the chaos, only two remained standing, their bodies battered and drenched in blood—a woman and a man, the final remnants of this macabre dance.

I fixated my gaze on the woman, her long, wavy black hair matted and disheveled. A sinister grin crept upon my face as I whispered to her, my voice laced with false benevolence, "Hey, take this to help you." With a flick of my wrist, I hurled the very blade that had brought death to the others, and she caught it, her confusion palpable.

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