Why I Became A Villian
They say every villain is the hero of their story… They are wrong! There is no such thing as heroes and villains, there is just evil. Evil, cruelty, that’s all I know, that's the only thing the world has shown me… Maybe I am wrong… Just maybe there is more to this world, other than the evil and cruelty I was forced to endure, but that doesn’t really matter anymore. A man is a mirror of the world he has been exposed to… Since I have seen the greatest evil the world has to offer, it is only natural I show the world evil in return. Hello there, I am Lucius Blackwell, let me tell you why I became the greatest villain of all time…
Party At The White House
Lucius's black Jeep rolled smoothly up the long, winding driveway towards a massive white mansion that stood like a gleaming jewel against the evening sky. This place was the new White House since there was nothing like democracy or elections, it belonged to the royal family of the United States of America.
[It is also the place where my body is kept.] Lyxor said sternly.
'I am too weak right now, so don't bother asking for suicidal favors' Lucius informed Lyxor as he looked out the tinted window.
He knew the voice in his head may get too excited and make silly requests.
The vehicle came to a halt in front of the grand entrance, its sleek, dark exterior contrasting sharply with the pristine white of the mansion. The air was filled with the soft murmur of an elegant party already in progress.
"I guess we are the last to arrive." Lia said with a nervous smile.