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The Villain's Story

"So, I'm supposed to just go along with the flow?" He questioned, his refusal evident. "I'm expected to surrender to whatever destiny has planned? To accept whatever hand I'm dealt by the cursed fate of this vessel?" He rejected the idea outright. "After finally thinking I'd broken free from the clutches of that accursed snake, now this? The transgressions of this vessel's original owners are not mine to bear! I'm not the same; I'm an entirely different entity!" His laughter reverberated maniacally, filling the air. Because, let's be honest, who wouldn't teeter on the edge of madness when the mightiest entities, armed with their colossal power, are relentlessly pursuing you? Those supreme and primordial beings, capable of obliterating galaxies with casual ease... how could anyone endure such overwhelming fear? Could anyone really accept the cursed hand that fate had dealt them? Yes, He would. He had to. "Fuck it." He declared with a fervor. "I don't care...I don't care if it's destiny or fate or whatever! Even if it's the supreme beings...I...I don't give a damn! If they feel the need to dictate my life, decide my ending on sins I am not guilty of...than I have only one thing to say. BRING IT ON!" ---------------------------------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantasy
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602 Chs

[190]The qualifications of a warrior.

[Lucas Hiddlestone PoV]

I...ca can't stay like this...

"Kh..."

A groan escaped my mouth as I tried my best to move.

Damnit, If only that Japanese guy hadn't crashed into her when she tried to feed me a potion.

If only I had that potion I would've gone back into the fight!

That damn pit fiend is destroying us all!

And here I am, unable to do anything!

What was my training for?

Why did I break my body over and over again?!

WHY CAN'T I WIN EVEN ONCE?!

COUGH!

I coughed up blood as I tried my best to stand, trying to grit my teeth but failing because my jaw was broken.

DAMNIT.

I grabbed the dirt with all my might to stand...yet my arms and legs didn't listen as my face continued to be buried in the ground.

A dirt-filled face, wounds that could kill, and as I lie here, they are still fighting.

'stand up stand up stand up stand up even if it hurts!

Stand up....'

I thought in my mind over and over again.

Alexander...is now the only one left fighting...