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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

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[469] To give hope!

Some voices echoed out, en masse.

"Eh?"

"Ha?"

"Huh?"

"What?"

"The hell?"

And many more. Every single one of them expressing a singular emotion. But in different ways.

[Lucas Hiddlestone wins!] Announced the host.

The place was silent, but this was a different sort of silence than what had been shown in the previous round. This was against the expectations of the host. The previous round was of utter excitement, where none dared utter a breath in fear of disrupting the momentum of the battle. But this? 

Stupefied! Shocked! Absolutely baffled! Were there more words? Certainly!

But let's not go there. The audience couldn't handle more, could they? Although the voice of the host pierced the ears of the people, it had to be said again to register.

[Lucas Hiddlestone wins!]