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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 84.3 - Acceptance

"You really did."

As soon as the words left his lips, Irina felt a surge of embarrassment wash over her.

It was as if a veil had been lifted, and she suddenly found herself exposed, her vulnerability laid bare for Astron to see.

Quickly regaining her composure, Irina straightened her posture and smoothed out the creases in her clothes. She couldn't afford to appear weak or vulnerable, not now, not in front of him.

"It's not like I did this because of you or anything," she muttered, her tone defensive as she retreated back into her usual confident facade.

But even as she spoke, Irina couldn't shake the feeling of discomfort that lingered in the pit of her stomach. It was as if a seed had been planted, one that threatened to take root and grow into something much larger.

"….You really are something…." Astron mumbled, shaking his head.

'It is just like Irina's thing to say.' He muttered inwardly.