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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 · Fantasia
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644 Chs

[508] Updraft.

Following her request to go down, both of them started to descend at a slow pace, Kazikato had his eyes active to detect any unseen dangers and they reached the ground.

The blue grass was everywhere, and no trees were in sight, however, some parts of the ground seemed as if they had been uprooted. Dirt was everywhere, and some strange pieces of metal.

Kazikato dropped down first and picked the metal pieces, they were in the form of a needle, which was as thick as a finger and as big as the forearm.

There were multiple of these needles all around the dirt piles, but that was not the thing that Sabrina wanted them to come down for.

Alan reached the ground and let her down, he also looked towards the 'pillar of fire' that was erupting from a crack on the ground.

To say it was a crack was a bit of an understatement, it looked like the opening to a ravine, only that it was lit by blue fire.