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No More Pain For This Villain.

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

Satan03 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
329 Chs

Drunken Chat-2

"Me too," replied Aron as he plopped down on the cold floor of the hall.

"Haha, never would've thought I'd be drinking with you in the middle of the night... sneaking, huh?" Ren chuckled, his voice echoing off the empty walls as he expressed his thoughts. After seeing a lot of things about Aron that were never in the game, he actually never hated Aron...

Like Aron says that he hates Ren, but not that much. For Ren, it was none – he just didn't care enough to think that he should hate Aron.

"Me too, I wouldn't even share a table with the likes of you," Aron added.

"Looks like I do hate him now," Ren made a mental note, not in the mood to ruin his hangover.

"...I didn't mean that one," Aron immediately backtracked.

Ren raised a brow, his expression questioning. "You seem like you say a lot of things that you don't mean."