ON HIATUS!!! THE AUTHOR CAN'T UPDATE IT FOR NOW. All I wanted was a simple life: love, shelter, food, my hobby of motorcycling. But fate granted me wealth and power, shackling my freedom. Forced into a life of social expectations and heir training, I obeyed for my family's honor and my love for them as Honor and Pride were unshaken pillars of my family. Despite not being strict, they didn't mess around with traditions. To me, they were my heroes, pillars of kindness. Yet the very target of their kindness, the people they saved and protected, became the ones who burned them to their death. Betrayal tore them from me, shattering the good heart they cultivated in me and plunging me into darkness. Only one question left: What do I do!? Revenge!! That's what my heart shouted at me as my heart turned cold. Can I reclaim the heroism they instilled in me, or am I destined to become the villain that grew within me? __________ This novel might have slower or faster pacing in some places. The first volume focuses more on the MC's backstory. The villain's acts and deceptions will be in the second volume. Regarding romance, I haven't added a tag yet. Let's see how the story goes and whether there's a need for romance. I'm still new to writing, so please bear with me. Tell me your suggestions via comments. Thank you! Join my Discord: https://discord.com/invite/B7yZHuXAe2 (Book Cover- credit goes to Forteller)
Flames swirled and danced voraciously, their fiery tendrils licking at the night sky. An acrid smell filled the air, assaulting my senses as the fire engulfed the mansion before me.
The surroundings were painted in hues of crimson and orange, a stark contrast to the darkness of the night.
I watched, transfixed, as glowing embers floated skyward, like fiery confetti scattered by the destructive force of the blaze.
The heat radiated from the burning structure, enveloping everything in its grasp. Searing heat clung to my skin, forming beads of sweat that trickled down my brow.
It's too hot even at this distance, so what about them who were trapped inside?
As I heard their cries of agony,
I smirked and felt delighted.
They deserve it! that's what's on my mind.
As I step closer to the burning mansion in front of me.
Damn ! It's too hot!
Can I handle it?
Should I just let them be burned there?
I suddenly feel conflicted and want to change my plan.
But hell no!
It is just the start!
I must make them pay!
Make them feel hell while alive!
Being driven by my strong hatred I pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Well, I know which way to go and how to save those people.
I just don't want to suffer injuries.
Cause yeah, I'm the arsonist behind.
I'm the one who set the fire!
I carefully planned which places to cause a fire, and what doors to be blocked for them to be unable to escape.
So of course, I also planned which way I could enter and save them without them being suspicious about it.
I planned to be the hero in front of them though I'm the villain behind.
This is how I want them to know about my existence.
This is my grand entrance towards revenge.
Fire versus fire!
I will not let a single person escape free from my revenge.
This is the start!