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Forgive Me Music

Reincarnated and Regressed Villain - Make heroines beg for forgiveness

"So, Diana, what's your excuse for betraying me?" His amber glinted eyes bore into the woman with bloodied, broken blue hair, kneeling in complete disarray. "... you're evil." "Oh, so, looking out for all of you makes me evil?" The man narrowed his eyes, contemplating the echoes of protagonist halos and heroines' mentality, starkly real now. Coming from a world far removed from such grim reality, he had read about these personalities in novels, but experiencing their shortcomings firsthand was a different story. "How am I evil?" He looked down at his foot where a young man, limbless and crushed, lay in a state of complete brokenness, mustering the little strength he had left to utter some words. "... y.. you ba..stard, You killed millions." Hearing these words, the man's internal amusement grew at the absurdity of these hypocritical people. He had eradicated all the evil organizations within the Empire after ascending to his throne. Wars were waged to crush rebellious kingdoms that stood against his Empire, uniting the entire Heidal Continent under one flag—the Selvius Empire. He shifted his gaze towards another woman with pink hair, her body completely broken, supported by a rock to maintain a semblance of balance amidst the devastation. "Hmm, so what about you, Karina? Wasn't your family about to be executed by the Aidiac Royal family? Is it wrong for me to have intervened?" "You killed them without mercy, and although you saved my family, it was not worth it." "I just saved—" "It's bullshit. You could have solved everything peacefully without drawing so much blood." Hearing all this, the man began to understand why those novels depicted these people as hypocritical and low in intelligence. If he hadn't saved them, they would have suffered the most gruesome fate. Yet, despite being saved, these ungrateful individuals chose to blame him. The bitter irony of their ingratitude gnawed at him, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. "Guess you all have the same reasons." The man looked towards the seven people, their disdainful gazes directed at him. He had only aimed to change their fates, to rescue some from slavery, others from crippling circumstances, and a few from inevitable betrayal. Yet, they all blamed him for saving them, unable to comprehend that he had severed the root causes that would have subjected them to excruciating suffering. "Hahaha." "Indeed, now I see." He now understood what those novels had tried to convey—'these idiots think this whole world works like they think it would.' 'System......... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join Discord for Faster Update notification:: https://discord.gg/QZnWtQARft Additional Tags :- Smart MC, Harem, Time Travel, Yandere, Tsundere, Ruthless, Manipulative, Cunning, Regret, Reincarnation, Transmigration, System, No-forgiveness, Betrayal, elves, werewolves, vampires, dwarves, demons. **NO YURI, NO INCEST, NO NTR and Anything That Readers Hate, Me myself being a Reader, will never provide content that will destroy reader's mood. **MC is not Weak and Simp, his mentality maybe, to have soft corner for people in need but by no means he is blind, Don't take his Silence as his weakness. **About My Writing style - I love to keep Readers on edge, Don't believe what your eyes read as maybe they are some illusions, Coming to conclusions about plots will be your biggest mistake. Lastly, Don't Ask Questions in Review, it is for your true opinion about Novel, Go through novel once and leave a review, if you like it. ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE ~ you can expect some errors Villain https://discord.gg/QZnWtQARft
A4KL · 2M Views

The Unrivaled God of Music.

Alex had always been an ordinary man in a world where strength was the only measure of value. Born into a poor, martial society where cultivation was everything, he was branded as "trash among trash"—unfit for greatness, unworthy of respect. But Alex was content. He had no ambitions beyond surviving the harsh world around him, leading a quiet life with no desire for power or glory. That was until the day everything changed. The peaceful village Alex called home was annihilated by a merciless band of marauders, leaving nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. In the flames of destruction, a primal, uncontrollable force awakened within him—a surge of power that shattered his limits and threatened to consume his very soul. In that instant, Alex realized that he was no longer just a powerless man. He had become something else. But in the aftermath, the burden of this newfound power weighed heavily on him. As Alex journeys through a world that values strength above all else, he struggles with the monstrous force within, constantly fighting to hold on to his humanity. The line between vengeance and justice blurs as he seeks retribution for the massacre of his village, each act of violence pushing him further into moral ambiguity. But even as he seeks answers, the question remains: is power a gift to be embraced, or is it a curse that can only bring destruction? One day, while exploring an ancient, forgotten temple, Alex discovers a mysterious flute carved with symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The flute’s presence calls to him, an unspoken promise of greater strength and untold truths. “What is the origin of this instrument?” he wonders, feeling its dark allure. “Is it my salvation, or my doom?” As Alex unravels the flute’s secrets, he is drawn to a place whispered about in legends—the Western Gates. But the journey ahead is treacherous, filled with factions and enemies who seek the flute for their own purposes. Along the way, he encounters figures from his past, each one challenging his beliefs about power, vengeance, and his place in the world. But Alex’s greatest struggle lies not in the enemies he faces, but in himself. The power within him threatens to consume his every thought, every decision, and every relationship. The question remains: can he control the monster inside and rise above the bloodshed, or will he become the very thing he swore to destroy? His choices will determine the fate of not only his own soul but the future of the world he once sought to escape. In a land where power reigns supreme, Alex must decide if he will embrace the power within him, or cast it aside to find the humanity he has nearly lost. ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 15.3K Views

surrounding me

My mind reeled as the realization dawned on me that the man I had casually bumped into was none other than Christopher Hemsworth. A wave of panic surged through me. What if he was annoyed that I had bumped into him? My heart raced at the thought, a mixture of fear and anxiety knotting my stomach. I replayed our brief encounter in my mind, worrying about the impression I might have made. As I tried to compose myself, I suddenly noticed his gaze shifting across the room. My breath caught in my throat as I realized he wasn't just looking in my direction; he was looking directly at me. My heart pounded in my chest, every beat echoing in my ears. His hazel eyes, so captivating up close, now seemed to pierce through the distance between us, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. For a moment, everything else faded away-the bustling crowd, the applause, even the sound of my own thoughts. It was as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of us, connected by an invisible thread. His expression was unreadable, a mixture of curiosity and something else I couldn't quite place. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and an inexplicable thrill. I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. The admiration I had felt earlier was now tinged with awe and a touch of disbelief. How could someone so extraordinary take notice of me? The sheer magnetism of his presence made it hard to look away, and yet I was painfully aware of every second that passed under his scrutiny. As he continued to look at me, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he recalling our encounter with amusement, or was he as surprised as I was by this unexpected turn of events? The uncertainty gnawed at me, but beneath it all, a small spark of excitement flickered, kindling a hope I dared not fully acknowledge.
tsfiea · 21.8K Views
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