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Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.
The_One_Who_Was · 511.9K Views

Contract To Mr Reign

I was going to die on the stairs. Before I could actually feel the other steps of the stairs, I felt hands wrapped themselves around my waist. My eyes were closed. Why do we close our eyes when there were some dangers? That was stupid. As if with closed eyes, we weren't going to feel any pain. "Fuck. Are you okay?" I opened my eyes quickly when I heard this deep sexy voice. My eyes widened at the sexy piece of human standing in front of me. No human had the right to be that sexy. "God?" I asked. When he rose one of his perfect eyebrows in confusion, I realized how stupid I sounded. His perfect face was everything. His well trimmed beard made him look so handsome. His green eyes was hypnotizing. As his body was pressed against mine, I could feel how muscular he was. He helped up stand up and roughly let go of me. His eyes trailed to the floor. I followed his eyes to see a cigarette on the floor. "I'm sorry?" I more like questioned. Was I supposed to apologize for the wasted cigarette which was going to ruin his health? "Thank you" I said when I decided to look at him again. He was already staring at me. He was wearing a black suit. His hair was perfectly fixed. I wonder how would he look if his hair was messy and he was wearing a Jean. Noticing that he was not going to say anything else, I stared at the stairs. "I'm going to go" I simply said and walked down the stairs carefully. When I was on the grass, I gently lifted my dress so that it wouldn't be ruined and walked bare feet on the grass. I turned my head slightly to look at the man, who seemed to be observing me. He was still on the stairs, his eyes on me. He was model worthy. He did seem to the snobby type of man. I quickly turned around to face the woods. That man could take the breath away just by his looks.
Daoistg1Bbnm · 22.3K Views

Below the Fathoms

Two sisters are born. Ursula and Morgana. One beloved (Not really). And the other ignored and not taken seriously. Living at the very bottom of the Atlantic Ocean in an empire led by their mother, they each had their role to play. You would think being the daughters of the most feared empress in all the oceans would be fun. But alas, it wasn't always like that. They are trained to hurt and kill since childhood. But for the two sisters, it's normal. Just another chore to do. They weren't really evil. Living in the Kingdom of Atlantica has its perks. For Triton, it was meeting a certain beautiful redhead. The non-perks would be getting captured and tortured by eight-armed freaks to be used as slaves, and then having their bodies dumped in front of their kingdom. (Oh, and don't forget being abandoned since birth and dealing with a snobby purple-haired mermaid.) You think you know the story? Evil witch tricks a stupid teenager into running off with a stranger and then gets shishkabobed? Then the crazy witch's sister appears after more than 15 years later to avenge and copy her sister who tried to rule all the oceans and then tricks another stupid teenager into robbing her grandpa before getting turned into an ice cube? Ha! Fool. This is the story beyond the fathoms you think you know. I don't own many of these characters, all credit goes to the people who helped put this movie together, like Pat Caroll , Samuel E. Wright, Jodi Benson, Jason Marin, Howard Ashman, John Musker, etc. I am not an expert in marine creatures, so I'm sorry if I get things wrong. (There is violence because this is the story of two of the most infamous Disney villains, so caution is advised there could be some potentially triggering content in here. And there's some cringe on the way I'm a noob)
crazy_fairy2006 · 33.2K Views

Chararacterization of the author.

A passion project turned into dread. That's what Henry thought of when he imagined his book, "Cold-Iron Knight." He thought of the main character, Talon Freita, as a character who he loves; but hates what he is. From a passionate and justice prided Knight, to a snobby, money hungry knight for hire. it was a stereotypical fantasy setting world, with a few unique flairs to set it apart from the rest. And luckily, or unluckily looking back, it exploded in popularity. millions read it. it turned into a hard-cover book series. And worse of all? They demanded more. Henry only wanted to write 3 or 4 books worth, before pulling a wrap on things. But the fans and critics would allow it. 5 books. 6 books. 9. 12. They demanded more books, and after each book. Henry felt like a dog on a leash, held by a snobby rich kid. His pride and joy had become unrecognizable to both himself, and real fans. Years passed. And "Cold-Iron knight" was no longer popular. But he kept writing. Trying to find his spark. While writing his book in a dingy apartment, he falls and face plants into the ground as Henry Thompson, and gets up as Lincoln, the extra who died in the first book in order to catapult the story forward. Having to come to terms with his newpredicaments, can Henry.. No, Lincoln even survive in this new world of corruption and evil? To become even stronger than the main character could ever dream of? Only the author of the book could do such a thing.
Glockzawa · 422 Views