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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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[456] Death of The night.

The remains of her body dropped to the ground with a thud, Her head, pulverized.

The black vortex in the air, which was already minimal, was now completely devoured by the blue vortex, and thus the mountains were dyed blue. There was an odd silence in the area for a bit, as 'Alan' watched as the body of the Night Lady turned to dust, his spatial energies devouring her.

It was...tranquil for a moment, Although the vortex above made for a dreadful sight...it was calm, the floating rocks, the magma around Alan and even the surrounding lightning produced no sound and peacefully stayed at their positions.

Alan took a deep breath, the glow in his eyes fading and his knees crumbling, but there was a strong defiance in his body. As if it didn't want to exit this state at all, no matter what.