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…
Silver's Miscalculation
'Fuck!'
Lucius was fast enough to raise his hand to block the attack, but the punch broke his bone like a twig. He felt like he got rammed into by an armored truck and not by a human. At this point, it became clear if he tried to run, he would be killed. Right now, he desperately needed to fight and create an opportunity to escape.
Thud!
One Sword casually strolled toward him with a look of boredom, his eyes were filled with disgust as he approached.
"And here I thought Black Death had some backbone. Disappointing." He said as he watched Lucius's arm regenerate.
Lucius ignored his words and looked at the roof of a building nearby. Ralph's gate opened and everyone stepped out, gazing at him with strange gazes.
They couldn't directly stop One Sword due to their family status and even if they could fight, they would lose badly, especially in their current condition.