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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
670 Chs

[620] The gate.

The Arctic Titan hummed its mechanical tune, the sound of its gears, as it moved forth, undisturbed by anything in this long stretch of blue ice.

The ice below them, although a bridge, was like the ground itself. Alan flew down once, trying to reach the ground below, but the ice was like a partition. It wasn't like an ordinary bridge.

Well, it was his fault for expecting the normal in this scenario.

Relishing in the feeling of his body enjoying the environment, he returned to the top of the Arctic Titan and admired the frozen snowflakes.

Some were as large as mountains, while the smallest was the size of a five-story building. Each held an absurd amount of Mana within it, as if the Mana around the world wasn't enough.

These snowflakes were frozen in time, they did not move at all. Alan also found out that the cold here was much lower than what he had expected, giving worth to Festul's words.

"Lanesha must have prepared this."