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Villain: Rebirth of the Primordial Evil

“Little man, remember these words. Evil is an art, beautiful because natural. Rage, love, hatred, they’re all embellishments. Evil, at its truest, needs no reason beyond the pursuit of self-gratification.” When the powerhouses of the Demon Realm sacrifice a broken boy in an ancient forbidden ritual, they succeed in materializing humanity’s darkest aspects, strengths, abilities, emotions, and desires in the form of another boy, the Incarnation of Evil: Huan Yi. But while the successful incarnation of the prophesied Demon Child should have sparked the revitalization of the Demon Realm, when Huan Yi rejects the Demon Realm’s hopes and expectations to embark on a quest to find the three missing Primeval Tools, the lords of the Demon Realm realize that the ritual had malfunctioned. The Demon Child was…incomplete. Equipped with the Manuscript of Forbidden Secrets and the ability to control Karma, will Huan Yi mature into the overlord needed by the Demon Realm to conquer Heaven, or will he fall to the Righteous Path experts’ attempts to convert him into their very own savior? Join him to find out. Author Alert: This story was written by a wonderful psychopath, for wonderful psychopaths. You've been warned.

Demonic_Paradise · Oriental
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203 Chs

Fear is for the Weak

"I am the misfortune of my victims and the executioner of my enemies. So, 'Lord Tsazlag' is fine. The 'Tiantu' you refer to is a legendary Evil Spirit that once decimated a generation of deities—forcing the Three Venerables to step out of the Immortal Domain and suppress him personally. 

His name means 'Massacre the Heavens'. And as the name implies, Tiantu possessed the unique ability to make billions challenge Heaven and the Natural Order. It's surprising that you know about him. But since I created and named him, giving me the name isn't that big a deal. 

The problem starts with the third name: Chiyou." As the Autarch reached this point, his tone stayed the same. But the temperature in the room turned chaotic, ballooning to solar levels before dropping to absolute zero. 

Columns and vortexes of dark-blue flames took shape all over the throne room, blasts of heat and cold blowing through Lubugu as Huan Yi's aura spread out.

"That name has two issues: