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The Villain in Making: One Hell of a Survival

A notorious criminal is reincarnated as a mob character destined for death, but the person he is inhabiting is a little kid chained inside a prison. With only one hour of control per day, he must navigate a world of magic and mutation, where he is not the only one with knowledge of the future. As he builds his forces, he must contend with another transmigrator who has their own agenda. The clash between the two will determine the fate of the world. /////

Champsing · Fantasia
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75 Chs

Finally out

2 years passed.

Drake opened his eyes, finding himself back in the darkness.

[Good morning.] Kane said in his mind.

Drake smiled and replied in his mind, <Good morning>.

It was a new way he had learned to communicate with Kane. Now he could talk with Kane directly inside his mind without speaking.

[The big day finally came, man.] There was longing in Kane's voice.

Drake stared at the iron bars while nodding his head. The big day was finally here. Today, he would be free. Tears welled up in his eyes, thinking about the outside world.

[Oh, dude, are you crying?]

<Nah, my eyes are just a little itchy.>

[Damn, you don't have to act so tough, kid. Even I want to cry after two years of torture.]

<You can go cry all you want later, but today is not the occasion.> He stared at the bars, waiting for some kind of movement there.

Kane said nothing and let the Drake enjoy the momentary peace. He had seen the struggle Drake went through to see this day. But he also knew living outside the prison would not be simple at all as had this strong feeling that something bigger was waiting for them outside.

Tap! Tap!

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from outside.

Creak! The iron gate of the room opened and Drake saw 3 people entering the room. One of them was the guard who had whipped him for the past few years.

Beside the guard stood an old man in a black and white dress and next to the old man was a person in a green robe.

Drake looked at the old man while Kane focused on the man in the green robe. In the past 2 years, Kane did many experiments to understand their situation.

Through those, they came to find that both of them had the same but different vision. It was a 2 person view.

A normal human could look at the front, but they only have one focus point. If someone focuses on the left, then the right side becomes a blur for them.

Drake's eyes worked in the same way, but that was not the case for the soul inside him. In their case, even if Drake focused on the left side, there was no restriction on Kane's view and he could focus on the right side.

This way, both of them could focus on two different things even if they were looking at the same view, though the restriction of this ability was that Kane and he could not share their visuals.

They could only share information through communication. Only their sense of sight had this 2-point thing while their other sense worked the same as the normal person.

It was not something powerful, but by using this ability, they had the sight as powerful as 2 people.

Drake stared at the old man with a dead face, waiting for the guy to speak. 

The old man looked at him for a couple of seconds and then said to the guard. "Open the chains."

The guard nodded. He took out a key from his pocket and began to unlock cuffs on his hands and legs.

[Hey Drake, let's punch this guy, man.]

<shh it's not time for some petty revenge yet.>

[No, this guy beat us for days and nights. How can you leave him like that? Just one punch.]

<No >

[Man, it was a waste to teach martial arts to you. You are a coward.]

For the past two years, Kane had taught him many things from his world. One of them was martial arts. He had spent hours practicing basic movements like punching and kicking, fighting imaginary opponents.

He was grateful for that, so he said in a calm tone, < Don't worry, I am not leaving him. It's just not the time yet.>

[jeez you are no fun.]

Drake ignored Kane. After two years, he came to know how casual and free Kane took his life. This guy loved doing things for fun, but he was not in the mood for any entertainment right now.

The guard opened all his cuffs and stood up. Wasting no time, he stood up and four cuffs fell from his hands and legs. Thud!

This was the first time in the last three years that he was free from the cuffs. He did a little rotation of his wrists and ankles. It felt so light with no weights on them. Done with a little movement, he stared back at the old man.

The old man bowed to him. "Sir Drake, I am the personal assistant assigned to attend to your needs. As per the Family head's announcement, you need to attend the 2-day special session with others in the family before joining the Academy."

He nodded his head.

The old man continued, "Today's session will start in an hour. For that, you have to get ready." Saying that old man looked down at the man in the green robe next to him. "Sir healer please."

The healer nodded and started chanting. This made him tense. He looked at the old man for clarification.

The old man said, "Sir, as per the Family head 's instructions, all the participants of the academy need to get a throughout healing on them."

Drake nodded and closed his eyes, standing straight while clenching his fist.

The healer looked at this reaction in confusion, but regardless, he continued the chant.

Slowly, a green layer enveloped his whole body. This seemed to be a different type of healing.

[Damn, we have to go through that pain again,] Kane complained in his mind. Drake said nothing.

He waited for the pain to come, but instead, he felt a warm energy flowing through him. It was not painful but comfortable, and within a minute, he heard the healer's voice. "It's done."

[What happened?]

He looked down at his hands and, to his shock, he found smooth skin with no marks at all. He stared at the healer in shock.

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