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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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Murder?!

"Whose murder are you planning first thing in the morning?" The woman asked and she didn't sound like she was joking as she sighed, however, Hecathe still laughed as he heard her 

"There is someone who seems to be very eager to get killed by me," Hecathe spoke up with an amused tone as he informed, "But you don't know him. He's trapped in what appears to be an eggshell." 

The woman frowned as she heard this answer that had only managed to make her more concerned about her new tenant. 

"Is that a metaphor?" She asked in worry but Hecathe shook his head as a response.

"Don't worry about it. I don't plan on murdering anyone today," Hecathe added with a chuckle as he clearly noticed the worry reflected on her face. 

Her eyes narrowed down on the man and she didn't look to be very convinced however she still went into the kitchen and brought back a knife for Hecathe.