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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 · 281.3K Views

MARRIED TO THE NIGHT KING

Helel painfully watched as the girl he cared for got hanged in front of the whole town. After he returned back to the palace, he made up his mind to deal with queen Helena and her minions. he had found love in the brown haired girl who had come along with the royal tailor, the king wanted to host a great ball for all creatures and all the royals needed new outfits for the ceremony. Helel was not interested in any of these but had to do what his father wanted, he only came back to make the lives of some people a living hell before sending them to hell one after the other. he came out of the bathroom and found a brownie not too curvey lady staring at carvings on his walls, he stood there admiring her features and hiding his highly intimidating presence and she still looked in owe, her jaws dropped when her eyes landed on a half naked prince. He had a white towel around his waist and his hair dripping wet on his shoulder driving down his chiseled chest and her eyes wondered even more, his well packaged body was undeniably lovely, his fine pacs and the v shape it gave from his sides that hid inside the towel. he cleared his throat before her brown eyes landed on his beautiful face, her lips parted again as if she was trying to make a drawing of this beautiful scene in her head, the smile on his face turned into a frown and he cleared his throat again, staring at her hard. she bowed her head and took few steps backwards with her face turning pink out of embarrassment, she sucked in her lower lip trying her best to not make it shiver. " what do you want?" his deep voice broke the silence and her eyes shakily moved to meet his dark red orbs that flickered with something she couldn't pinpoint. she froze when he started moving, he was so close that their bodies met, his face coming into view and she held her breath. his cold gaze landed on her and he could see right through her, he stretched his hand and for a moment she thought the vampire prince was going to kill her. he opened the wardrobe behind to pull out white shirt and black pants before pulling away from her to wear the shirt, "did your tongue get pulled out of your mouth, speak! I don't have all day" he said in an irritated tone and Constance swallowed, taking in a deep breath she mastered to talk still with her head down not meeting that strange beauty of a man. "my prince, the king sent me to get your measurements...... am sorry for my imprudence, I didn't know-" her words cut short because Helel was done with it, " do what you are here to do and leave!" he said so cold that Constance shivered, she was no human so why was she so weak in front of the prince?
Beatrice_Khaylly · 24.2K Views

Carmila - Twin's Legacy

WARNING: Content contains intense situations In the shadows of the Italian Mafia and Chinese Triad, destiny awaits. Carmila Martinelli was born into a world of crime she never wanted. As the strong-willed daughter of the feared mafia kingpin Vincent, she is both dangerous and captivating—a force of beauty, power, and unwavering independence. Yet, Carmila craves freedom from the life of crime her father has meticulously shaped for her. With a prophecy looming over her and her twin sister, a web of danger and desire ensnares Carmila. Three powerful men fight for her heart: Alfonso Carmelo: The ruthless head of the Sicilian Mafia, hardened by bloodshed, but hiding a rare tenderness only she can touch. Tristan Chan: A high-ranking leader in the Chinese Triad, whose deadly allure ignites passion and peril in equal measure. Chad Lee Tan: A seemingly innocent photographer whose possessive affection hints at dark secrets beneath his calm exterior. As chaos spirals and love veers into obsession, a mysterious figure known only as the Ghost emerges—watching the twins closely, holding the key to their destiny. What is his connection to the godfather? And why is their fate in his hands? Carmila must uncover the truth behind the prophecy and their legacy, all while navigating betrayal, loyalty, and sacrifice. Can she protect everything she holds dear, or will their world come crashing down? The truth is deadly. Will they survive long enough to fulfill their destiny?
Jenine_Swart_3727 · 16.9K Views

Divorciei-me do meu marido repugnante, casei-me com o seu irmão diabólico

[Conteúdo adulto.] Chloe Carlson, 35, era uma mulher casada vivendo com seu marido infiel— Vincent Gray, e sua filha— Mackenzie. Seu casamento fracassado a levou a entrar com um pedido de divórcio após 10 anos, mas seu marido se recusou a assiná-lo. "Sei o que você quer, Chloe, você quer o meu dinheiro após o divórcio. Você quer tirar tudo de mim e eu não vou deixar isso acontecer!" acusou Vincent. "Eu não preciso do seu dinheiro, Vincent! Eu só quero levar Mackenzie comigo e ir embora!" Por fim, ela deixou seu desgraçado marido sem pegar um centavo dele. Ela estava determinada a trilhar seu próprio caminho e dar o melhor do mundo à sua filha. No entanto, as coisas não iam tão bem para uma mãe solteira como Chloe. Era difícil encontrar emprego porque ela foi dona-de-casa sem qualificação por muito tempo. Assim, em desespero, já que precisava cuidar de sua filha, ela só tinha uma saída. Ela contactou seu cunhado— Vernon Phoenix Gray, 25, um jovem playboy impiedoso, que por acaso era o CEO de uma empresa em ascensão meteórica, pedindo-lhe um emprego nesse momento difícil. “Um trabalho? Isso não é problema. Você pode trabalhar como minha assistente pessoal e cuidar de todas as minhas necessidades diárias.” Vernon sorriu malicioso e se aproximou. “Especialmente na cama,” sussurrou ele em seu ouvido. — Chloe se renderia às mãos de seu maléfico cunhado e se tornaria escrava de seus caprichos? Ou ela retornaria para seu marido abusivo em prol do futuro de sua filha?
ForeverPupa · 971.6K Views

Primordial Gamer

Seconds after Alex set a record in his favorite game, aliens invaded the Earth. With chaos all around him, Alex struggles and fails to survive in an alien infested world. Apparently, being a world famous speed runner for the game Toilet Man doesn't teach you survival skills. Alex's soul is transported to an amphitheater in the heavens, wearing god awful clothes the gods found for him in the lost and found. He doesn't wear pink bunny slippers! He doesn't wear slippers at all, he insists. Hermes makes fun of his outfit, but tells him the gods are powering up mortals to fight the alien invasion. Alex strikes a bargain with Ludos, the goddess of games, who insists she is not a loli, to be her champion in exchange for infinite growth potential and the opportunity to be the real life rpg character he always wanted to be. Alex chooses Psion as his character class. Now he must level up his psionic powers from noob status, if he wants to ever play video games again. High stakes! ----------------------------------------------------- If you like comedy or action, you will probably like this. This story has a high focus on both. Here are some out of context quotes for you: "We're in a business relationship. We should keep it professional. What do they say? Never put your foot where your mouth is. Wait, never put your mouth on your business. That's not it. Never…" --Alex "Wait, does that mean you get each other pregnant and have each other's babies? I feel like my brain is exploding." --Alex "You may have got me this time, kid, but mark my words: next time, the only thing left of you will be your boots...because everything else will be all blown up and stuff. Because my bullets are explosive. They make things blow up." --Jebediah "Wait, your name is person-man-guy?" --Alex "Smiles and giggles, hugs and knives! Purple Platypuses will take your lives!" --gang door password "I don't want you behind me. I don't like you like that" --Alex "Uh, when you're done smashing your tits into his face, could you come gather with the rest of us?" --Hermes ------------------------------------------------- There is also a discord if you like talking and stuff: https://discord.gg/redmarsh
Red_Marsh · 93.5K Views

ALPHA VINCENT: His Mate's Last Dance

~Audrey, if you dare try to reject me again or even try to think of it, I will take you to the highest mountains, where the whole world can see us, I will claim you as mine and no one else, not even your proclaimed lover can reverse that.~ Audrey Lane, A Mateless She-wolf who was brought up in a brothel as a dancer after her pack was raided and her parents were killed gets herself entangled with Alpha Vincent Cruz; A heartbroken Alpha who was still obsessed with his ex-lover, Hazel, who was a human. Alpha Vince comes from a ruthless werewolf Mafia family. Well-known for their power, wealth, and dominance across many countries. Vince was the oldest son and Alpha of the Blood-Feast Pack. The most-feared werewolf packs in the whole of the city. Powerful and strongest amongst his numerous brothers. Unbeknownst to Audrey that she was Vince's mate. Vince who intended to use Audrey to make Hazel jealous found himself falling deeply for Audrey. After rejecting her for Hazel who came back after three years. Excerpt: I instantly kicked the dress under the bed as I saw Vincent approaching, He was quick to grab my waist and pull me close to his body. "W-what are you doing, Vin?" I asked, my fragile little voice quivering fearfully from his touch. "Sniffing you to find out whose strange scent has covered you all over," Vin spoke under his deep breath and I stared at him questionably, trying to understand what he meant. "That isn't necessary. It was just a dance." I tried to explain to him. "I know, it doesn't change the fact that other men watched and lust over you." "Now tell me, Who was it? I can smell him all over you. tell me! why did he touch you?" He growled at me. I could sense his anger and his gleaming yellow eyes scared me.
Abdulkarim_Latifat · 89.5K Views
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