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World’s Strongest Became the Game’s Weakest Villain

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I was the awakened on the path to become the strongest, but instead, I became the final boss of an Eroge. Pushed into the body of Eugene Hall who was but a petty villain that somehow spelled the end of the World, I had to live again in a world of demons and gods. Moreover, the main characters were all regressors who wanted me dead. Now I was stuck as a villain with heroes and villains, demons and gods all coming after my life. And even beyond them were the oncoming outer gods that wanted the world gone. And honestly? I didn't care. My path was the path to the strongest! Nothing else could come in my way!! **** Five Extra Chapters for Every Castle! Extra Chapter for Every 100 PS and 50 Golden Tickets! --- Get some reference Character Images on- https://discord.gg/HPNjCk6xbj

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Chapter 1Chapter 1: Long Dream

Friends.

"Hey!! Wanna hang out?"

"Um, I am sorry, who are you again?"

Lovers.

"U-uhm... I really like you..."

"Um, I am sorry, who are you again?"

Family.

"Big Brother! We're going out for the movies~"

"Um, I am sorry, who are you again?"

"AAH! I hate you!!"

I couldn't have anything.

After all, remembering people's faces was impossible for me.

How one looked, how their eyes were shaped, how their nose bent or how their lips crook. I couldn't remember any of it. Despite seeing it all, I couldn't register it. It was all a hopeless dream. No matter how hard I tried, no matter how much I focused, my brain just couldn't understand any of it.

"Prosopagnosia..."

That was the name of the condition that plagued me all my life.

When young kids speak out 'papa' or 'mama' as their first words, mine were 'excuse me, who?'

When nursery children fight about their favorite teachers, I never recognized even one of them.

When kids start making friends and form cliques, I was the only one excluded from them all because I couldn't find the people I was talking with just minutes back.

When love blossoms and spring arrives for the youth and people gain in interest beyond friendship in each other, I, who was approached by men and women alike... didn't even know the most popular girl in school who asked me out. To be fair, her face was plain. Just like everyone else's.

Friends, Family, Love, Mentors, in the end, I found none of them.

.

.

.

And very fucking honestly dudes, I didn't care!

"Hey, Yujin, are you even listening—Holy fuck?"

Back at the public gym in the academy, I started stacking up some weights on the linoleum when such a voice entered my ears. Yujin, that was my name, but I ignored the voice saying it. It had been going on for a while now. Without paying it any heed, I stacked up all the weights and laid down on the floor. Then, I picked up the weights and placed them on my back.

"T-three hundred kilos...?"

Three hundred kilos of weight discs. They added up to 650 pounds, the conversion was a pain in the ass. I wondered why the weights didn't use the SI units as I slowly started raising my body up with my hands in push ups. Locks of my red hair came dripping down my nape and stuck to my cheeks, annoying.

"Light..." I muttered.

"Yujin, for someone as thin and pretty as you, you sure are a muscle freak."

Calling me a muscle freak was offensive. I turned to the side to look at the person while still performing my perfect push-ups. Sure enough, it was a face I didn't recognize again, but I had already gotten used to this person and his voice annoying me at every step of the way.

"It's light," I complained again. "If you're going to blabber, then get me more weights."

"I can't lift that shit."

I saw the man's face, but I couldn't register it. I had practiced a lot, though, so I knew he was smiling right now. Or was he? I couldn't tell after all.

"In that case, should I just sit on your back?"

"Sure."

With that said, Albert, the blabbermouth, jumped up the pile of weights on my back and added his own to my work-out. I started going down on the push ups again, satisfied at the slightly increased weight.

"So, anyway," Albert continued blabbering again. "In the game, you are next supposed to save the princess of the academy. The academy is pretty much based on our own. To see knights and wizards being raised in the Pantheon like hunters, ahahaha! Doesn't the school princess remind you of something too, Yujin?"

"Tsk."

I clicked my tongue and focused on the work out.

"Anyway, after you save her from the followers of Agares... you get to have a pretty steamy cutscene with her!" Albert started giggling manically as he recited the nasty details of the steamy cutscene with the princess.

It was a few months ago when I met this guy. He was being bullied by some people who I didn't recognize. Honestly, I didn't recognize him either and am suspicious of the fact that he even is the one who I helped, but he recites it every other day so I have no choice but to remember it.

I simply went to the bullies and flicked their heads, it wasn't because I wanted to save him, but rather because I thought they were the ones who always got to the lunch line before me. They weren't. I was put on a list for 'dangerously flicking' students shortly after since I went after anyone who could have been the ones at the lunch line. Those fuckers always escaped me though.

Why did I want to be the first at the lunch line?

That was my motivation. My true goal and aspiration! The reason I was doing whatever I was doing despite being a magic type awakened!

My dream. Was to be the strongest person in the world! Can a world's strongest person ever be second in the lunch line? NO! That was obvious! I bunked classes, staked outside the cafeteria but all of it was to no results after being caught or sleeping in, but I didn't give up. I could have kicked their ass while in the line, but that went against my pride as the one to be the strongest in the world.

That said, I didn't know why Albert was so persistent.

"Do you get it now, Yujin? This is just the 23rd scene in the game though."

"998... 999..."

This guy was just coming up to me everyday and reciting the scenes from the game. He was a slow player though and he enjoyed critically scrutinizing every erotic scene in the game, so he wasn't even a quarter through the game yet.

"1007... 1008..."

—Rumble!

"Hm!?"

"Yujin, did you hear that!?"

At Albert's words, my head snapped up and I looked around. The air in front of me cracked open...

"A-A.... Dragon..."

"ALBERT! RUN!"

The dragon's claw reached out from the crack, and impaled my chest. I punched it back whilst injured and broke its palm.

"GWAAAAH!"

A breath attack.

It was the end.

"—AAAH!"

I woke up screaming in my bed. I panted while touching the luxurious white sheets and ran my hand through my white hair. At that time, the wooden door carved with intricate patterns was smacked open and in came a young maid with a slightly disgusted look on her face.

"Young master Eugene, are you ok?"

"Huh?"

Eugene... yes... I didn't recognize the maid, as usual, but the name was familiar to me. Eugene, that was my name. Why did it feel so estranged?

"Young master Eugene?"

"Yes. I am alright... I just feel like I woke up from a long dream..."

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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

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Âm lượng 0 :Auxiliary Volume
Âm lượng 1 :Because Status is Strength Too
Âm lượng 2 :Because Adventure is Strength Too
Âm lượng 3 :Because learning is strength too
Âm lượng 4 :Because Only Strength is Strength
Âm lượng 5 :Because Others are Strength Too
Âm lượng 6 :Because Conquering is Strength Too
Âm lượng 7 :Because this is why you grew strong
Âm lượng 8 :STRONGEST
Âm lượng 9 :ADVENT OF CATACLYSM
Âm lượng 10 :Final Volume

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