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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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The Host of the Evening– Osha Daman

The clock struck at 9 PM and the Grad Ball began.

The event was held inside a giant hall with a semi-transparent dome roof. A stage was erected in one corner of the hall, hosting a band of musicians in the back.

A melodious tune played as the backdrop for the event. It could be heard mysteriously in every corner of the hall without being too loud. It soothed the listeners' minds and gave them a positive feeling about the evening at the same time.

There was a large crowd of the audience seated in front of the stage. Graduate rankers had dedicated round tables for themselves. Their plus-ones sat with them.

The drinks and food were served to these rankers right on their tables. All they needed to do was use the space-element arrays etched onto the tables' faces to get what they wanted and it would appear on their table without a moment's delay.

The atmosphere was full of energy and tense at the same time. It felt tense to some rankers because a Sage hosted the event.