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An Villain's POV

NOTICE [ SEND 1 CASTLE, I'LL SEND 20 CHAPTERS] __ What is a villain? Is anyone born a villain? The answer is — no. A villain is made by their circumstances. Society is the one that creates villains. It’s pretty straightforward. These concepts are familiar to many, but does anyone care? No one does. As long as someone is benefiting from something or someone, it doesn’t matter to them what harm or anguish they are causing others. But then again, it doesn’t matter. Everyone perceives things from their own standpoint, believing themselves to be right and judging others accordingly. Everything is a matter of perspective. No one is inherently evil or angelic. We are the ones who decide what’s wrong and what’s right. This story explores that mindset. He is the one who is forced to become a villain in everyone’s eyes—a villain who, from his own perspective, isn’t evil. A villain who doesn’t care about others’ perspectives. This is a villain’s point of view. ~~~~~~~~~ DISCLAIMERS-- This story follows the trend Villain's are not born but made—making the character development and story where there will be a motivation given to MC for his actions. I want to deal with emotional state of MC and give him a valid reason to be a villain, it's slow paced but immersive. You can try first chapter and based on that you would become aware about what writing style the whole first Volume will follow. Read now

Avi_Lekhak · Fantasia
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125 Chs

COLOSSEUM [2]

In the vast amphitheater, a see-through steel cage was placed on the other side, and various weapons were strewn about the blood-soaked stadium. Just by looking at this, Eren couldn't figure out what to do.

Eren quickly listened to the audience. These words came from all over the crowd through his sensitive ears: 'If I go in there, will I survive?', 'Where are the wild beasts?'

At that moment, Eren vividly recalled the mountain of corpses he had seen upon entering and the countless injured and dead bodies being lifted out.

Only then did Eren realize what they were trying to do. When they went out to the stadium, they would unleash a pack of wild beasts to kill the children. He had to avoid the wild beasts and enter the cage safely. Eren's eyes became sharp.

"Come on! The place you can live is the iron cage you see over there! Only those who get in before the cage door closes will survive! Come on! Everyone run!" a man who appeared to be the leader of the soldiers aiming a spear behind him shouted.

At that moment, the children all looked at the cage. Just as he said, the cage door was coming down very slowly from above.

"Aaaah!"

The children started running away without anyone taking the lead. But unlike before, Eren did not move a single inch.

As the children appeared on the field, cheers erupted from the stands. The sound was so loud that the ground shook.

Eren calmly looked around the walls of the stadium even in this crazy atmosphere. As expected, the iron bars on the wall opened and something began to appear.

The ones fiercely jumping out of the cages were none other than wild beasts that could easily kill people, such as lions, wolves, and bears.

Wild beasts appeared from all directions and ran wild towards the blood-covered children.

Apparently, they had starved the animals for a few days and then made them smell blood.

The beasts wouldn't be able to bear it without running into the children.

Nearly twenty children were frightened by the sudden appearance of the wild beasts and stopped moving.

There was also a child who collapsed.

However, some children bravely picked up spears or shields that had fallen on the ground and ran eagerly toward the cage.

The wild beasts instantly attacked the children who fell behind. Every time a beast bit off a limb and swallowed a head, the audience erupted in loud cheers.

It was at that moment that Eren made his move.

When the wild beasts were focused on their prey in the center of the arena, he began running quickly around the outskirts of the arena.

He did this because if he ran in a circle, he could reach the cage on the other side. The question was how long the center would attract attention.

His movements were not quickly noticed by either the wild beasts or the spectators.

His presence was not easily felt, neither before nor now. He was running fast and stealthily, like a small leopard.

But as expected, the limits of his physical strength began to show. His pace gradually slowed down, and the wild beasts that had killed all the children in the center began to look around to find new prey.

Soon, the wild beasts began to rush towards the children who were running ahead, and one of them, a wolf, made eye contact with Eren.

At that moment, Eren's five senses exhilaratedly spread throughout his body. He could feel every single strand of muscle.

He instinctively started running with optimal movements tailored to his leg muscles. His reduced speed noticeably increased and he headed instantly towards the opposite cage.

A wolf followed from behind, but luckily, it seemed like he would reach the cage just in time.

Only then did the audience discover Eren's existence and begin to cheer for him with surprised expressions on their faces.

The door of the iron cage went down, almost touching the ground. In front of Eren, he saw the children running at the front desperately swinging their spears and shields to drive away the wild beasts. They were becoming Eren's shield.

But how much strength and skill did children who were not yet adults have? They instantly became food for wild beasts.

The moment the cage door closed, Eren slid with all his might. While the children became prey to wild beasts one by one, Eren was barely able to enter the cage.

The cage door closed with a thud, and one of the wolves, which had been chasing Eren until the end, scratched its claws against the bars and hissed.

"Help me…."

One of the children who survived to the end, losing his lower body, crawled towards the cage with both arms and eventually stopped moving.

"Huff… gasp… gasp…."

Only then did Eren let out a rough breath and calm his frantically beating heart.

He looked down at the child who had reached right in front of him with a grave expression, then raised his head and looked around.

Thousands of people were cheering for him. Of the twenty children, Eren was the only one to survive.

Even in the face of the cruel reality of enjoying the deaths of children, Eren just took a breath and faced the current situation.

At the top floor of the Colosseum, there was someone who looked at this situation with a strange expression.