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The Villain's Road To Goodness

Waking up in a forest laying on dirt and grass was something Victor Gray didn't expect after dying. Or at least this isn't how he pictures the afterlife will be, but here he was alive. Naked and afraid. If his memory serves him right, he was brutally stabbed to death in an alleyway. Then the next thing, he woke up surrounded by trees, dirt, and grass as far as he could see. The sight and scent of nature struck his being as a foreign concept to a city guy himself. Was this heaven? He could have honestly believed this so just for his lack of clothing, but there's another bizarre thing. He wasn't in his body, and to add, he was a twenty-six years old man. Not someone who looks barely out of fifteen. His nails can protrude outward like claws that of a cat. And apparently, he has horns sticking out of his head and a tail that has a mind of its own sometimes. His hair was a silky raven black contradicting the previous brown he had before. His dark, sleep-deprived eyes and pale complexion from his countless overtime from an underpaying Job at a firm were replaced with golden iris eyes with healthy tanned skin. He couldn't help but ask, What in the world did he turn into? And what is up with this fancy-looking box thingy flashing in front of his face? ******************************************** [Notice!!] [Villain Summoning Complete!] [Establishing link....] [Notice!!] [Link Established!] [Constructing Mission log....] [Notice!!] [Mission Log Created!] [Main Scenario] [THE RISE OF THE DEMON MONARCH OF DARKNESS] [Become the Demon Monarch: 0/1] [Defeat the Seven heroes of E'lireo: 0/7] [Conquer the Realm of the Goddess Etheria: 0/1] [????] [Do you accept? Y/N] *********************************************************** Btw, this Author is a Master rank Procastinator, so the updates are slow asf, however I do my best in each chapters. So read at your own behest. I like putting some references in my stories, so you should watch out for them.
Tarn1shed_Reborn · 4.4K Views

Abyss' Omen

I was never afraid of death. But I was afraid of dying butt naked. I’ve long accepted that everyone meets the same end, no matter the cause—cancer, a tragic accident, or even something absurd like slipping on a banana peel and cracking their skull open. Some choose to take their own lives, yet I wonder… in their final moments, did they whisper, I want to live? My mother did. Before she tried to take me with her. My father, consumed by guilt, went insane. A month later, he decided to follow her, holding my hand as he drove us off a cliff with a broken brake. In that instant, only one thought filled my mind: I want to live. The heavens heard me. I survived—but lived in hell. After years of struggling, I finally bought a house, determined to start over. I wanted to kiss many women, make myself rich, and retire like a lazy bum. A perfect life. I almost had it. Until the water stopped running in the shower. When I checked the sink, my reflection didn’t follow my movements. It just… stared. Then, its head twisted at an unnatural angle, a devilish grin splitting its face. A chill crawled down my spine. Black, viscous liquid seeped from the walls, flooding the floor. It wasn’t water. It was thick. Heavy. Suffocating. And then, my reflection stepped out of the mirror. Its cold hands closed around my throat, its grip unrelenting. I gasped, clawing at it, but the dark liquid filled my lungs, drowning me. My body convulsed as the thing laughed—a sound that echoed through the abyss consuming me. As darkness swallowed me whole, one final thought crossed my mind: I want to live. A voice answered. "Wake up, Abyss." And when I opened my eyes, I was no longer me. I was Dravino Alderidge, son of the war hero. A character in a novel I had read before my death.
Loveleigh · 319 Views
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