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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 32.6 - Mid-terms

"Grrrr...."

Gritting my teeth, I endured the pain surging through my body. My head spun, and my mana felt disrupted with each passing second. The dagger wound on my arm throbbed relentlessly.

"Ho? You've managed to dodge it."

As the pain from the dagger wound seared through my arm, I clenched my teeth and tried to regain my composure.

THUMP!

My heart was beating rapidly, and my body heat was increasing.

'Calm down.'

My instincts had saved me from the full brunt of the attack, but I had been injured, and the danger wasn't over.

I forcefully calmed myself down, applying mana to my veins and heart, slowing the circulation of blood.

Swiftly, I scanned my surroundings, assessing the situation. My eyes locked onto the three approaching students, their faces set with malice.

One of them, a tall and imposing figure, spoke with a hint of satisfaction. "You are quite good, aren't you?"