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The Villain's Story

"So, I'm supposed to just go along with the flow?" He questioned, his refusal evident. "I'm expected to surrender to whatever destiny has planned? To accept whatever hand I'm dealt by the cursed fate of this vessel?" He rejected the idea outright. "After finally thinking I'd broken free from the clutches of that accursed snake, now this? The transgressions of this vessel's original owners are not mine to bear! I'm not the same; I'm an entirely different entity!" His laughter reverberated maniacally, filling the air. Because, let's be honest, who wouldn't teeter on the edge of madness when the mightiest entities, armed with their colossal power, are relentlessly pursuing you? Those supreme and primordial beings, capable of obliterating galaxies with casual ease... how could anyone endure such overwhelming fear? Could anyone really accept the cursed hand that fate had dealt them? Yes, He would. He had to. "Fuck it." He declared with a fervor. "I don't care...I don't care if it's destiny or fate or whatever! Even if it's the supreme beings...I...I don't give a damn! If they feel the need to dictate my life, decide my ending on sins I am not guilty of...than I have only one thing to say. BRING IT ON!" ---------------------------------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Kỳ huyễn
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[560] The son of a supreme!

As the party of dwarves and orcs expressed their confusion and clear contempt...

"Elder Golden Wood, You can't do this!"

Ragnar and Oliver looked at Alan for a while, but shifted their gazes, merely thinking whatever they had thought of to be impractical. Alan's face of astonishment to the Elf Golden wood further strengthened that notion.

The orcs and Dwarves pestered for him a while longer, But Elder Golden wood expressed his Ultimatum.

"That is it, I have been given full authority over this matter by both of your superiors, do you dare go against their judgement? And the Elves?"

The orcs and dwarves relented, fear apparent on their faces as they retreated. Elder Grimbald, even though his face was as hot as molten iron, clicked his tongue and succumbed to Elder Golden Wood's gaze, and ordered the dwarves to return to their home planet.