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Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

What do the words Third-Rate Villain mean? Doesn't every human being possess their own background story? Just because a game hadn't explored one's background story, does it mean those characters are irrelevant? In a world where video games come to life, Astron Natusalune is introduced as a seemingly insignificant character—a third-rate villain with a minor role. However, this ordinary facade belies a haunting past that has shaped Astron into the vengeful soul he has become. Someone who would do everything for his vengeance. What will occur if Astron's soul combines with one from Earth? Will he relinquish his position as a third-rate villain, or will he forge a new path? Driven by a singular purpose—to avenge his sister's tragic death and bring justice to a cruel world—Astron embarks on a transformative journey. Witness the journey of the Astron as the young boy experiences a profound shift in his own values as he witnesses firsthand the consequences of unchecked vengeance and the true complexities of morality. -----------------------------------0------------------------------------ Chapter length 1750-2500 At least one chapter a day. You can check my discord if you want. You will be able to see the illustrations here and engage in a conversation with me if I am available. https://discord.gg/BQRMhDxZr8 ---------------------------0------------------------------ Business E-mail: yusuftalhayasar@outlook.com Discord: _yty_

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Chapter 103.8 - Training and Guides

After finishing the acrobatics training, I made my way to Instructor Kennet's session, focusing on developing my stealth abilities and mastering the art of erasing presence.

When I asked Kael if they were taught this one as well, they said they were. But it was hard.

Apparently, Instructor Kennet was someone who put importance on perfection. 

This training area was a stark contrast to the previous one. It was dimly lit, with various obstacles and hiding spots designed to challenge one's ability to remain unseen. The environment was perfect for honing stealth skills, with shadows and dark corners offering numerous opportunities to practice blending in.

But, aside from that, nobody was there.

'Or he is already behind me.'

The moment I thought about this, my body moved on its own.

SWOOSH!

My head was tilted to the side, and then, from the corner of my ear, something went past.