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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 72.4 - Moving Pieces

"Just as I thought."

While walking on the road to return to my room, I thought about Ethan's reaction. He was a very good-natured guy in terms of character. This was the developers' way of enabling the storyline and making him interlock with many different characters.

Therefore, I knew he would help Emily once she reached him.

'From now on, it is up to Ethan to how to deal with it, but it should help him improve himself quite a lot.'

With that thought, I continued my solitary walk on the road, contemplating Ethan's role in helping Emily. The evening sky painted hues of orange and pink as the sun dipped below the horizon.

–RING! 

Lost in my musings, my smartwatch suddenly buzzed, breaking the silence of my thoughts.

Curious, I checked the screen and noticed a message notification from the History and Arts Club. The message detailed this week's meeting, scheduled for Saturday morning.