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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · Fantasy
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1917 Chs

Intruders

By the time Eren, Horen, and Vasco had successfully dealt with two sizable groups of demonic creatures, the fourth day of the test had officially dawned.

As they were on the cusp of reaping the rewards of their hard-fought victories, another group of candidates decided to make an entrance.

It was evident that these intruders intended to capitalize on the fruits of Eren's team's labor, aiming to claim the demonic energies emanating from the corpses strewn across the ground.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

"Hehe. Excellent performance, guys," exclaimed Jen Omer, applauding as she strolled toward the trio of candidates, who regarded her warily. There was a hint of ridicule mixed in her voice as if mocking Eren and the rest for their pitiful states.

She seemed unconcerned about stepping on the corpses of werewolves and demon flies scattered on the ground. Walking carefreely, she knew that neither the deceased creatures nor their killers posed a threat at this point.