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The Villain Of Destiny

Rebirth of the Villain God

His voice floats in the dark—slow, distant, cracked at the edges. A memory unraveling itself in ruin. "Oh… and I just died again." A beat. "Didn’t even get the chance to scream this time. Just burned. Like always." "But it doesn’t matter. None of this is real. Not really. It’s just… something stuck on repeat. A scene that loops like it’s written in the marrow of my bones." He inhales. Smokes chokes even the thought. "I think I’ve been trapped here for so long, I started dreaming with my eyes open." "Don’t get confused. I wasn’t always like this. I was a god. A ruler. Born of stars and saltwater. Atlantis was mine to inherit. My name—my legacy—was etched into the stone of the sea before I ever took my first breath." "And then…" his voice tightens "Mortals." "They didn’t worship. They hunted. They slaughtered the gods—burned our temples, tore our wings, shattered our hearts." "And me? They didn’t kill me. They needed me alive. Needed me to scream." "You ever wondered what it feels like—melted gold poured on your skin? Not once. Not twice. A thousand times. They’d stop. Let me heal. Then start again. That’s how I lost my gift. That’s how I lost my healing. That’s how I lost time." "I was just a child when the first war came. Barely 200 years old—barely chosen. By 500, I was ready for the throne. Strong. Steady. Loved." "Then the massacre." "Atlantis died." "And I disappeared into shadow." "Ten thousand years they kept me. Caged. Bound. Tortured. Not enough to die. Just enough to wish I could." "And then I saw my chance. I ran. I fought. I clawed my way out—" "But they found me. Again." "They reversed my age—ripped me backward through time like I was nothing but a thread. Left me a child. A hundred years old again. Powerless." "Then came the final curse: They locked me inside an illusion." "My illusion." "The one I created as a child—the night my village burned. The night I screamed and no one came." "Now I live that night again." "And again." "And again." "I die. I wake. I die. I wake." "Every ending is a beginning wrapped in fire." "And I’m tired." "Tired of bleeding for gods who are gone. Tired of breaking for Mortals who only know how to destroy." A long pause. "They used me." "Wore me out like a story passed through too many mouths." Then his voice drops—low, steel in it now. A whisper with weight. "But I swear… the next time I rise…" "It won’t be to save them." "It’ll be to end them." "They will scream and I'll listen" "This time, I'll give them something to remember" "A god... with nothing left to lose." READER ADVISORY: Everything in this world is handcrafted — from currency to the most basic details. My characters are morally gray, and each one is forged through relentless trials, not born into greatness. If you're hypersensitive, this story isn't for you. This book is brutal, raw, and unapologetically different. But if you’re craving something bold, dark, and unlike anything you’ve read before — step in. Thanks for reading.
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The Unspoken Destiny

"Then I shall go. Wherever the hidden truth lies, I will seek it... I will find my answers, and everything that has been buried in the past—the forgotten past—I shall retrieve it." In the mystical realm of Yuan, Yena—born of both divine and mortal blood—seeks the truth behind her origins and the mystery of her mother’s death. But as she searches for answers, a new conspiracy brews in Tianlok, threatening to change everything. Determined to uncover the truth, Yena enters the Great Sect Tournament, an ancient battleground where strength, wit, and destiny collide. But this is no mere test of skill—the tournament holds the key to the very conspiracy she’s chasing. Joined by loyal companions, Yena must brave treacherous trials, unearth ancient secrets, and battle formidable foes—all in a desperate bid to reclaim the past and secure peace in Yuan. Yet, amidst the chaos, one figure stands by her side—a warrior whose gaze lingers too long, whose blade is always ready to defend her. But in a world built on deception, can she afford to trust the one who walks so close to her heart? As the shadows of an unspoken destiny creep closer, Yena is caught between the weight of forgotten legends and the path she must forge. The deeper she digs into the past, the question remains—is she uncovering the truth, or simply walking the same tragic path as her mother? Will she submit to the fate others have written for her, or defy those who seek to control her and carve her own destiny? Join me in this exhilarating saga of love, betrayal, and fate, where the past refuses to stay buried, and the future awaits its rewriting. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From the Author: Hello, Readers! I'm Resa_New, and this is my first novel! I'm so excited to have you along on this journey, exploring the world of Yuan with me. Your support means the world, and I truly appreciate it. If you ever have any doubts or questions about the story, feel free to comment! The world-building can be a little tricky at times, so if you're ever confused, you can refer to The Yuanian History: Chronicles of the Past. But don't worry—I'm here for you, so leave inline comments if anything feels unclear. Since this is my first creation, there might be some small errors, and I’d really appreciate your understanding and suggestions to help improve the story. If you enjoy it, please support me—your love and encouragement give me the strength to keep going! I can promise you, you won't be disappointed if you choose to continue this adventure with me. There’s so much more to unfold, and together, we’ll uncover every secret. I’ll aim to upload 2-3 chapters per week, and maybe more depending on your support. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy the ride!
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Rebirth of the Villain

[AUTHOR NOTE, REFRESH YOUR READING LIST, CHAPTER 45 TO 53 UPDATED AND FIXED] [Author Note: Vol 2 has started, NTR, CUCKOLD AND TABOO] All fictional characters are above 18 [WARNING THIS NOVEL IS A SEX NOVEL WHICH INCLUDES SEX CONTENT] Arthur's head hurt like crazy as he woke up. He kept his eyes closed, rubbing his temples and feeling a super comfy bed under him - definitely not his cheap mattress back home. "What the hell...?" he mumbled as he finally looked around. He was in some rich person's bedroom with a fancy four-poster bed and red silk sheets. Sunlight came through pretty stained glass windows, making red patterns on the marble floor. Everything screamed royalty - fancy mirrors, portraits of hunting scenes, and even a painting of a barely-dressed goddess that seemed to be watching him. "How did I get here?" Arthur wondered, getting out of bed. "I definitely drank too much at Mark's party last night" The last thing he remembered was almost getting hit by a car while crossing the street. Looking in a mirror, he got another shock. He didn't look like himself at all! Instead of being skinny with acne scars, he now had muscles, clear skin with just one cool scar on his jaw, with a reddish brown hair, and green eyes. "Damn, I'm hot," he said, touching the scar. For a moment, he remembered his old life. He pushed up his glasses. Kids made fun of him. Jessica laughed at him when he asked her out. "Like I'd be with a loser like you," she told him. Suddenly Arthur realized what was happening. "I've been transported to another world! Just like in those stories online!" He spun around excitedly. "I must be someone important here. This is gonna be so cool! Watch out, fantasy world, your new hero has arrived!" Right then, blue text appeared floating in front of him: [System Starting Up...] [Host Found: Prince Arthur Lionheart] [Soul Check: Person from Another World] [Magic Type: Incubus Powers Activated] "Incubus?" Arthur asked in shock. "Like, those demons that seduce people?" [That's right. Your family's magic has changed because of your Earth soul's hidden desires. Congrats on finding your true potential.] "Can I change it? I want to be a cool battle wizard or something!" [Not possible. Your soul has permanently connected to the Incubus powers. Accept it - your charm is your weapon, attraction is your shield.] "Fuck," Arthur groaned. [Exactly. The more sexual intimacy you have, the stronger you'll become.] Arthur's eye twitched. "Very funny. Just... tell me what I can actually do."
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