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Ascension Of The Villain

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

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Chocolate Sanctuary

After returning from the imperial palace, Vyan felt the need to cleanse himself of its suffocating negativity. He quickly sank into a warm soak in the healing water, hoping it would wash away not just the grime, but the pretentious air of nobility that clung to him.

Just making small talk with Jade in the hallway had drained his energy faster than a leaky potion bottle. He had even ended up promising to share a cup of tea with her during the upcoming monster hunt. 

Tea with the she-devil herself! As if he needed another reason to detest this upcoming insufferable event.

"I need some serious catharsis," he muttered to himself, getting ready in a simple pair of gray bishop shirt and black slacks.

After putting on his high-knee boots, he wrapped a black cloak over his shoulders and made his way to the stable.