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Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

What do the words Third-Rate Villain mean? Doesn't every human being possess their own background story? Just because a game hadn't explored one's background story, does it mean those characters are irrelevant? In a world where video games come to life, Astron Natusalune is introduced as a seemingly insignificant character—a third-rate villain with a minor role. However, this ordinary facade belies a haunting past that has shaped Astron into the vengeful soul he has become. Someone who would do everything for his vengeance. What will occur if Astron's soul combines with one from Earth? Will he relinquish his position as a third-rate villain, or will he forge a new path? Driven by a singular purpose—to avenge his sister's tragic death and bring justice to a cruel world—Astron embarks on a transformative journey. Witness the journey of the Astron as the young boy experiences a profound shift in his own values as he witnesses firsthand the consequences of unchecked vengeance and the true complexities of morality. -----------------------------------0------------------------------------ Chapter length 1750-2500 At least one chapter a day. You can check my discord if you want. You will be able to see the illustrations here and engage in a conversation with me if I am available. https://discord.gg/BQRMhDxZr8

Darkness_Enjoyer · Fantasy
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Chapter 68.1 - Another perspective

While Astron was fighting with the demon inside the cavern, Irina was not staying idle either. Facing off the entirety of the Phantom Horde that was continuously pouring down, she raised her hand.

"Burn."

The flames at her fingertips danced with a ferocity matching her determination. The heat emanating from her attacks formed a protective barrier, creating a zone of controlled chaos where the phantoms were met with an inferno.

–SWIRL!

The relentless onslaught of phantoms, however, seemed to be never-ending.

Irina fought with unyielding vigor, her movements becoming a whirlwind of destruction. Torrents of fire erupted from her hands; each controlled burst aimed at engulfing the malevolent entities in searing flames.

'Why are they not stopping? Where does this energy come from?'