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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

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1922 Chs

Reunion with Nina

Eren was standing in front of a known apothecary. An apothecary that could be seen to be closed for business. But he knew it would welcome him. This was the home he had come to call his own after his parents abandoned him after all.

'You are here!'

Eren thought to himself as he felt a familiar, non-hostile mana sense wash over him. He flashed his signature grin that was borderline evil to look at. He then took a deep breath before heading towards the entrance. His slanty grin was still plastered on his face.

Eren didn't knock on the door. The resident of the home knew he was there. So he just stood in front of the door– waiting for it to get opened.

"Tch. You are no fun, Erni. You should have broken the door in your eagerness to meet me. Your patience tells me you are not passionate."

A soft female voice spoke with dramatic irritation. The irritation also contained a lot of warmth, which he was unable to ignore.