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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · ファンタジー
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1922 Chs

Friendliest Form of Bullying

"Hi. Name's Eren Elijah Idril. How can I help you?"

Eren asked as he stared at Sara with a genuine smile plastered over his face that couldn't be faked or wiped away. He was about to take the red-haired girl's hand in his. His expressions were filled with greed and passion as he was about to touch her hand with the tip of his fingers.

But…

Slap!

But Alephee slapped Eren's hand away before looking judgemental. To her, Eren looked like he was about to steal a daily wage worker's hard-earned money.

'Don't freak her out at your first meeting, Eren. Remember, she doesn't know you yet.'

Eren clicked his tongue and looked at Alephee annoyingly. But he also knew she was right. Retracting his hands from the table, he sighed. He placed them over his lap as he sat, clenching into his fists. It was apparent he didn't trust his own hands to not pull off the same stunt when nobody else was paying attention to him.