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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 · แฟนตาซี
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[518] Why must it be me?

"Sigh... Why do I have to do this?"

Alan, fixing his tie, sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror. Wearing an Italian style suit made with the most expensive materials one could find on Earth and on the dungeons present on it. It had multiples enchantments on it, More of them having the purpose to enhance the aesthetic of the suit than protect the wearer.

As if they knew the one who wore wouldn't be an ordinary man.

"Stop whining."

Maxwell said from behind, sitting in a sofa and reading the newspaper. He was also dressed in a suit, planning to accompany Alan.

"At least there is one thing good about this..."

Alan mumbled, finding himself looking great in the suit. But that happiness was short-lived.

"Did you memorize the sheet I gave you?"

Maxwell asked him, and he had a grimace on his face as he recalled memorizing the answers to all those questions.

"Yes, Somewhat."