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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_

Darkness_Enjoyer · Fantasi
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Chapter 29.8 - Banquet

"Team Fox! Team Fox! ANSWER ME!"

Inside the same space filled with portals opening all around, the bulky man was shedding sweat.

As the urgency in the bulky man's voice intensified, he repeatedly attempted to establish contact with Team Fox, his fingers frantically tapping the microphone. But there was nothing but silence as the signal remained frustratingly broken.

"Team Fox! Respond, dammit!" he barked into the microphone, his eyes darting between the screens that displayed the ominous darkness within the room where the veiled figure stood.

"Czzzt….."

However, only a broken and disturbed signal came as a response, as if to mock him. He wondered, how did this happen?

Was there a jammer that would block their communication?

His face turned to the veiled figure, his eyes bloodshot. Had he been betrayed? He asked himself.

"It is not the Blackthorn Family."