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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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[371] The Empire[7]

The corpse of the knight stood up, not with the power of the shadow but his own will, fueled by loyalty towards his home.

Alan stood in front of him and unveiled himself. He dispelled the power of the cape and walked forward with his spear in hand.

The knight wielded two swords, and Alan wielded a single spear.

"You are a corpse, not a knight."

Said Alan, referring to the knight.

"The power of this shadow or whatever is in you, whether or not you use it to stand. You are no different from the corpses outside."

Declared Alan. The grip of the knight on his weapons increased as a myriad of emotions could be seen on its skeletal face. It was ironic how a face with no skin could display so much.

The knight charged at Alan, It swung its swords down and caused destruction.

The buildings behind Alan all fell down due to the sheer force of the knight's attack.