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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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[480] The Crystal Palace.

It was a palace. A grand palace.

The walls of ice were carved in intricate ways to possesses a grand beauty, and the sheer size of the construct was massive. 

Alan, gasped when he saw the sheer size of it. In front of him, the water level remained the same, but there was something different.

A throne of ice, behind which were multiple crystals i an orderly fashion, designed to enhance the grandeur of the frosty throne.

The stairs leading up to the throne were quite peculiar. Instead of regular steps, they were carved in like the bodies of snakes piled on top one another, leading towards the elevated ground that held the throne.

The entire area seemed to possess an ethereal aura, something which pierced into his body...but that was not what he was looking at.

Behind the throne, was a statue. But it was not the statue of a king or an emperor.

But it was of a snake, made from white jade with green emeralds, as large as cars for eyes.