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The Villian Want

The Hero Does not want to be a Hero

Kail, a 23-year-old customer support agent, found himself in an unexpected predicament – he was somehow transported into the world of his beloved RPG game, "Stopping Ragnarok." To his astonishment, he wasn't alone in this bizarre adventure. Eight other players, supposedly the chosen ones destined to rescue the world within the game, joined him on this quest. Their mission? To thwart the sinister forces threatening to eradicate humanity in Terra Mercuria. It all sounded quite epic, at least in theory. However, as they delved into their adventure, reality quickly dispelled any grandiose expectations. The warrior turned out to be rather, well, twinkish, not exactly the imposing figure Kail had imagined. The mage had an odd fascination with dark magic, which was more intriguing than practical. The healer, a girl, had an unexpected twist – she possessed an anatomical surprise that defied convention. The Rogue, meant to be stealthy and ruthless, was far too polite and kind-hearted to fit the bill. The Ranger, whose title suggested environmental awareness, displayed a conspicuous disregard for nature's well-being. The Paladin, expected to be virtuous and noble, seemed more interested in flirting than righteousness. The Necromancer, a master of the undead, harbored a comical fear of his own creations. And then there was the Hero, the one designated to lead this motley crew. To Kail's surprise, the Hero vehemently rejected his role and instead clung to Kail, the Bard, as if he were a lifeline in this absurd world. So, while their mission to save Terra Mercuria remained a noble pursuit in theory, the reality of their adventure was shaping up to be quite the comedic spectacle.
Cheene_Basa · 3.6K Views

Villian's Redemption

Most folks join the military to serve their homeland, defend freedom, or chase after glory and honor. Not Malakar. He joined for two simple reasons: money and women. Sergeant Rock had filled his head with promises: knighthood after the war, the adoration of the masses, men envying him, women flocking to him, and even an estate from the Emperor himself. Sounded like a good deal, right? Turns out, it was complete and utter horseshit. The battlefield didn’t smell like glory—it stank of blood, piss, and rotting corpses. Honor? A joke. What greeted him at every corner was death, endless and indiscriminate. But Malakar was nothing if not a man of his word. Sergeant Rock drilled that into him, right between the sword thrusts and the screaming. So, Malakar endured. He followed orders, slaughtered pig-bloods, butchered witches, and carved up state soldiers—all in the vain hope that Rock’s promises would pan out. Spoiler: they didn’t. Zermania lost the war, the Emperor got himself shish-kebabbed by the Sentinel, and Malakar—the so-called “hero”—was branded an enemy of humanity. Hunted down like a rabid dog, he eventually got himself killed. But death, as it turns out, is more of a suggestion than a rule. Fast forward 500 years, and Malakar’s soul has found a new meat suit. He’s alive, some what free, and determined to be a better man. Easier said than done when all you’ve ever known is war and murder. A little slip-up here, a minor incident there… like accidentally catching the eye of the world’s strongest superhero’s daughter or, oops, killing the heir to the most powerful family in existence. Malakar’s trying, really. But being a better man? Let’s just say it’s a work in progress.
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Beyond All I Want

**MOSCOW** Raelynn glared at her father, she never imagined he would sell her one day. Even though they've never been that close, she still was his daughter for crying out loud! The old man starred at the floor, avoiding looking at Raelynn and somehow, she felt better if he avoided the glare. It was just yesterday she found out about her marriage with a total stranger whom her father barely knows. That news was like a tim bomb, Raelynn's father had come back that afternoon, declaring the marriage and all she could do was stare, mouth wide open at the man. "You're getting married tomorrow" She could vividly remember those words as they echoed in her mind. "What! Dad, I'm only 19 and not just that, it's fuckin' tomorrow, how on earth is that possible?" She knew her dad to be mean and cold but how the hell was that not a joke? "Believe what you want, I'm giving you an hour to pack your things, we're leaving for Russia" Oops, that was Rodrigo for you, Raelynn couldn't believe her ears but she had to, hence it was her dad. She watched the man set things on his briefcase and it dawned on her her was never joking. She staggered backwards, as tears streamed down her cheeks, frightened at what might become of her. Raelynn was about running off when her dad pulled her to a halt. "Raelynn! Don't act any stupid, your groom is a Mafia and trust me, even I wouldn't hesitate... You know what I mean?" He corked an imaginary gun, pointed it at her forehead and 'boom!' He shot. She wanted to say mean things to this man but that should wait, she needed to see Barry, her lover. Raelynn quickly grabbed her phone, running out of the house. Within few minutes, Raelynn was with Barry at their favorite spot. She dug herself into his arms, he could feel the tension in her body. "Are you Okay?" Barry asked but all Raelynn could do was shake her head. "I'm not, I'm not okay, I'm getting married tomorrow, I'm leaving for Russia, I'm...." Her words were shut by his kiss, she let his lips take over hers. And for some moments, she felt safe, but no! "Tell me it's a joke" Barry pulled from the kiss, "Wake me up from this dream my love, it's already a nightmare" "No" Tears rolled down her cheeks. She held his palm, "It's no dream, Rodrigo has made his choice". "You don't have to live your life for your father! Let's elope, go far away, to a different country, you told me you would love to live at Japan. Let's go there". He sought through her eyes but she barely kept eye contact. "Don't you get it? It's my damn father! He'll kill me, he'll make me suffer dearly. And I'm marrying a Mafia, my life has already been hell since my mom died, I can't risk yours too. Rodrigo will never think twice in killing you" She pulled him to a tight hug. " Just promise me you won't hurt yourself " She whispered amidst the hug, pecked him softly and pulled away. She staggered backwards, "I love you" She looked deep in his eyes but all she could feel was a sharp pain. Turning, Raelynn ran as fast as her legs could carry, she never looked back as she cried her eyes out. And today, she starred at Rodrigo from the alter. Another glance, she scoffed. She wished her mom was alive but... Can't this priest see the indifference? She prayed that the floor open and swallow her. As if her prayer was granted, when the ring was brought forward, she lost consciousness.
Omella_123 · 1.5K Views
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