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The Legendary Pseudo-villain

Over-confidence can get you killed or in Hecathe’s case, it can get you transmigrated into a parallel universe that is trying to kill you. It all started with a simple, “Mom! I want to be a villain!” Years later, Hecathe stood at the top of the economy with his Zuex company squeezing out every last penny from the pockets of the helpless consumers. One day he looked over at his secretary and confidently questioned, “When the country runs on your money, do you really think it matters if I’m driving legally or not?” The heaven’s laughed as they heard this. To think that a mere human was this arrogant?! The heavens: “Let’s pull a UNO reverse card on him!” Hecathe’s eyes were glued to his phone as he heard the loud screeching of tires that made him look up and... Ha. Ha. Ha. The heavens probably had the last laugh... Or did they? Hecathe remembered getting hit by a car but instead of waking up in a hospital, he woke up in a stinky jail with heavy chunks of metal chains wrapped around his whole body as if it were a straitjacket. An expensive custom-made straitjacket. Fantasy || God-complex || Sci-fi || Villain protagonist || Politics || Mystery || Adventure || Suspense || Parallel universe || Bromance || Rich and Arrogant protagonist || Elements and magic || MechaXMagic || Story by: Cherlyswan Cover art by: Cherlyswan

cherlyswan · ไซไฟ
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Dorgon's are nicer than Humans

The Dorgon gulped as he heard his master and secretly prayed in his mind for whoever that person was. 

Hecathe leaned his head back and looked up at the ceiling as he thought about something and started laughing. 

"Dorgon's are nicer than people think," Hecathe commented and the little Dorgon didn't know if this was a compliment or not. 

"I would never be able to be that kind," Hecathe added as his laughing sounded more and more wicked. 

This master was certainly a villain... There was no doubt about it! 

"Master, what are you planning to do?" The Dorgon gulped as he asked, curiously looking at Hecathe with a bit of hidden fear and concern. 

"Me? I plan on being a detective for a while," Hecathe smirked as he responded, "And when I'm done finding the one behind this, I'll stop being a detective and would take on the role of the devil who would make them regret."