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The Villain's Story

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE
Blazuku · 2.4M Views

Villain : Conquest

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis (Narrated by Deadpool’s Chaotic Cousin Who Forgot to Take Their Meds): Alright, gather ‘round, folks! Let me spin you a tale so dark it’ll make your therapist retire. Picture this: Yours truly was just another fancy-pants “man of culture” on a serial killer’s hit list—because apparently, collecting rare books and quoting Nietzsche makes you a target. Who knew? (Spoiler alert: I died. Surprise!) But death? Nah, that’s just the opening act. Instead of sweet oblivion, I woke up knee-deep in Saint’s Odyssey—a fantasy novel I once tossed into my “dumpster fire of bad writing” pile. Think Game of Thrones meets Saw, but with more existential dread. And guess what? I’m not the dashing hero. Nope. I’m the guy the author conveniently labeled “Villain.” Cool, right? (Cue jazz hands.) But hold onto your chimichangas, because this “hero”? Oh, he’s a masterpiece of hypocrisy. Smiles like a Disney prince, stabs like a back-alley surgeon. His grand plan? Wipe out half the world because reasons. Classic hero logic! Meanwhile, the gods are upstairs chugging ambrosia and betting on our suffering. Adorable!!!. Well, newsflash, Olympus—I’m hijacking this plot. Reborn with a vendetta and a PhD in chaos, I’m not here to play nice. Rules? Burn ‘em. Heroes? Crush ‘em. World domination? Duh!. This ain’t a redemption arc; it’s a blood-soaked takeover tour. Think Machiavelli with a splash of Joker and a side of espresso. They call me ruthless? Damn right. I’ll out-scheme the schemers, out-betray the traitors, and maybe burn a kingdom or two for aesthetic. The hero thinks he’s pulling strings? Sweetheart, I’m the puppetmaster—and I just cut the threads. Every battle’s a chess move, every ally a pawn, and the board? Oh, it’s dripping in red. And hey, let’s laugh while we’re at it. Ever seen a “chosen one” trip over his own halo? Poetic. Ever roasted a god so hard they literally combust? (Working on it.) This world’s a joke, and I’m the punchline—delivered with a knife. So buckle up, buttercups. The script’s flipped, the crown’s mine, and if the heroes cry about “morals”? Tell ‘em to write a Yelp review. This villain’s rewriting destiny—one corpse at a time. TL;DR: Death was my warm-up. Now? I’m here to conquer, crack jokes, and maybe commit some light treason. World, meet your new overlord. Resistance is hilarious . Hahahahaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)
Lone_Raut_ · 719.2K Views

Blessed to be the Villain

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan wakes up in a mysterious world, bound by a curse that clouds his judgment and forces him into choices he never wanted to make. Struggling with guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the consequences of his actions while uncovering the truth behind the curse and his place in this strange new reality.
DaydreamerBoy · 6.9K Views

Reality Novel

Again and again. Over a thousand times Rayhan failed to save the world, to save the ones that he loves but he keeps failing. But he was still determined to win. Valen mumbled and snickered as he read his favourite novel. Smack! Valen fell to the floor and dropped his phone, with one hand on his throbbing cheek, he looked to see who had hit him but he already knew. His breathing, unsteady and his heart pounding. Valen stood up and went back to his seat ignoring the dark haired fiend that had struck him. Smack! Valen was hit again by the fiend. This time, Valen lost his timid coolness, but before he could fight back, he heard screams and felt the school building shake. He looked around to see what was happening and his body trembled with fear and excitement. He saw a raven black haired male with sharp brown eyes and a chiselled jawline. It was Rayhan. And with him was his cohort. Valen was confused, more so shocked. But before he could take it all in, he saw all sorts of monsters and beasts pouring out the 'gates'. All of the students in the school attempted to flee but as some succumbed to the monsters they all ran to hide. At the moment the heroes, along with Rayhan, fought the strongest and didn't seem to understand their situation, Valen on the other hand hid inside his locker. He never knew that the novel he loved reading all these years would be real, better yet come to his life. At first, it was very popular but soon, only Valen was left. Valen closed his eyes and waited for the chaos and turmoil to pass with time, hours and hours flew and it seemed the situation was calming down a bit. Valen left the safety of the locker and looked around. He looked left and then right; nothing. He walked around the hall and from time to time he would look outside the windows to see if the heroes were still fighting the major beasts; which they were. Tack! Tack! Tack! A hideous Cerberus charged at Valen and lunged in his direction, Valen clumsily threw himself out of harms way in an attempt to save himself. The Cerberus charged again, this time there was no chance of his prey escaping, Valen found himself backed up against a wall, on his left and right were more walls and behind him was the door to the janitor's room. The Cerberus opened it's maw, revealing it's long sharp teeth and bit into Valen's arms and forearms as he protected his head. Valen gritted his teeth and his mind was blind with fury. He couldn't die, not when his favourite novel somehow came to life. Not before he met the Hero and his cohort. Valen screamed as the pain and agony of his arms being torn off suddenly became unbearable. Valen soon saw dark, he was losing consciousness. System Alert! Achievement reached New Skill unlocked! Berserker [??? Rank] Name: Valen Arrenhoun Age: 17 Sex: Male Race: Human Rank: Awakened G Rank Potential: [???] Skills: Berserker... Manuals: None
Mighty_Milk · 7.2K Views
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