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The Villain's Story

"So, I'm supposed to just go along with the flow?" He questioned, his refusal evident. "I'm expected to surrender to whatever destiny has planned? To accept whatever hand I'm dealt by the cursed fate of this vessel?" He rejected the idea outright. "After finally thinking I'd broken free from the clutches of that accursed snake, now this? The transgressions of this vessel's original owners are not mine to bear! I'm not the same; I'm an entirely different entity!" His laughter reverberated maniacally, filling the air. Because, let's be honest, who wouldn't teeter on the edge of madness when the mightiest entities, armed with their colossal power, are relentlessly pursuing you? Those supreme and primordial beings, capable of obliterating galaxies with casual ease... how could anyone endure such overwhelming fear? Could anyone really accept the cursed hand that fate had dealt them? Yes, He would. He had to. "Fuck it." He declared with a fervor. "I don't care...I don't care if it's destiny or fate or whatever! Even if it's the supreme beings...I...I don't give a damn! If they feel the need to dictate my life, decide my ending on sins I am not guilty of...than I have only one thing to say. BRING IT ON!" ---------------------------------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantasia
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Beautiful Fireworks. Disgusting Parasite.

A|N:Woke up and saw a lot of people hungry for next chapter so here it is.Keep in mind this is the only one I can give out today so made it a little lengthy.Discord Server link

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In a dark and purplish void.

Two Figures were present. Staring at each other.

The two figures had an odd resemblance to each other.

Their Faces were the same.

Except for two crucial things

Their hair and eyes.

The figure with Black Hair and Black Diamonds For eyes was sitting on what seemed to be a throne made from black rock.

Opposite s a figure with white hair and blue diamonds for eyes.

That figure?Was of course Allan Peccator.

Or to be more exact.

Both of them were Allan Peccator.

One that was corrupted.One that was still pure.

It was a weird stare-down between the two.

The Black-haired One Looked down at the White-haired one.