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The Legendary Pseudo-villain

Over-confidence can get you killed or in Hecathe’s case, it can get you transmigrated into a parallel universe that is trying to kill you. It all started with a simple, “Mom! I want to be a villain!” Years later, Hecathe stood at the top of the economy with his Zuex company squeezing out every last penny from the pockets of the helpless consumers. One day he looked over at his secretary and confidently questioned, “When the country runs on your money, do you really think it matters if I’m driving legally or not?” The heaven’s laughed as they heard this. To think that a mere human was this arrogant?! The heavens: “Let’s pull a UNO reverse card on him!” Hecathe’s eyes were glued to his phone as he heard the loud screeching of tires that made him look up and... Ha. Ha. Ha. The heavens probably had the last laugh... Or did they? Hecathe remembered getting hit by a car but instead of waking up in a hospital, he woke up in a stinky jail with heavy chunks of metal chains wrapped around his whole body as if it were a straitjacket. An expensive custom-made straitjacket. Fantasy || God-complex || Sci-fi || Villain protagonist || Politics || Mystery || Adventure || Suspense || Parallel universe || Bromance || Rich and Arrogant protagonist || Elements and magic || MechaXMagic || Story by: Cherlyswan Cover art by: Cherlyswan

Cherlyswan · Fiksi Ilmiah
Peringkat tidak cukup
209 Chs
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A scared rat

"Where do you think you're running off to?" Hecathe asked with a chuckle as he casually whistled an unknown tune. 

Asgarian snapped his head back to look at the man in horror as he stuttered, "H-how'd you get here...?!" 

Hecathe tilted his head with a smile as he spoke, "It wasn't really hard. A frightened rabbit always hides in its tiny little rabbit hole." 

Asgarian's eyes trailed down to the sword that Hecathe was clutching onto and his complexion seemed to have turned white. 

"Who are you?" 

"Hmm...?" 

"You are not Alphius, are you...?!" 

Hecathe seemed to be a bit amused as he heard this question and so, he decided to spare a few minutes for a peaceful conversation as he asked back, "Why would you say that?"