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The Villain's Story

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · ファンタジー
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[307] Call of the Sword Saint.

"It's ok, I won't do anything to you."

Oliver said, calming Alan down.

Alan had gotten flustered the moment he found out that his secret was revealed.

[The power of Chaos is still dormant within you. Be careful]

He heard the voice of Argenti in his head. Only when he heard the voice did he find out about the existence of the Silver Feathered Owl on Headmaster Oliver's shoulder.

"...What do you mean?"

Alan asked, not quite sure of what the Owl was implying.

[The Power of Chaos could not be removed. It is now rooted within your body.]

"I wasn't able to get it out no matter how hard I tried. It clung onto you like a lover."

"..."

Oliver laughed upon seeing Alan's reaction to his joke.

"I am serious. The Chaos energy wouldn't leave me no matter how hard I tried. I wasn't even able to extract a tiny amount."

"..."

'Makes sense...this is Aranus's body after all.'

The body of the Dragon of Oblivion and Extinction, Aranus. The Master of Chaos.

It made complete sense.