Villain Ch 1286. The Villain Everyone Loves to Hate
The day ended like that, the group slowly dispersing from the tavern after one too many drinks and rounds of laughter. Allen logged out of the game. Stretching in his chair, he let out a quiet sigh, the familiar hum of his VR system powering down filling the room.
The world around him shifted to the dim, quiet comfort of his room. For a moment, he sat there, staring at the blinking notifications on his desktop beside him. Most were the usual pings: emails, updates, reminders. But something nagged at him. Curiosity, maybe. Or just the leftover energy from the event.
"Alright, let's see what the forums are saying," he muttered to himself, opening his browser and navigating to the Hell's Gate community boards.
As expected, the forums were lit. Threads upon threads of discussions filled the screen, some celebrating, others ranting, and a few just diving into memes and banter.
