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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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[654] Even you need upgrades!

"Almost all of you, are pathetically weak."

Azmakul spoke with a condescending tone, he approached them, taking one small step at a time. But they perceived it differently. Each step of his felt like an earthquake. There wasn't any, but the mental pressure was intense.

Even though he seemed different from before, he was easily recognizable by his odd mask, Whether it was his real face, or the skull of an enemy he had slain before, no one knew.

All they knew, was it sent shivers down their spine. It made their chests heavy, and breathing, already a task difficult in the savage planet of Lanekia, was made even laborious.

He was finally in front of Emma, who wanted to cower but couldn't. The pressure he released made her want to kneel, but his oppressive mana kept her in place.

"A pure blooded royal of the Nine-tailed fox clan, yet your healing ability is subpar."