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Villain: Rebirth of the Primordial Evil

“Little man, remember these words. Evil is an art, beautiful because natural. Rage, love, hatred, they’re all embellishments. Evil, at its truest, needs no reason beyond the pursuit of self-gratification.” When the powerhouses of the Demon Realm sacrifice a broken boy in an ancient forbidden ritual, they succeed in materializing humanity’s darkest aspects, strengths, abilities, emotions, and desires in the form of another boy, the Incarnation of Evil: Huan Yi. But while the successful incarnation of the prophesied Demon Child should have sparked the revitalization of the Demon Realm, when Huan Yi rejects the Demon Realm’s hopes and expectations to embark on a quest to find the three missing Primeval Tools, the lords of the Demon Realm realize that the ritual had malfunctioned. The Demon Child was…incomplete. Equipped with the Manuscript of Forbidden Secrets and the ability to control Karma, will Huan Yi mature into the overlord needed by the Demon Realm to conquer Heaven, or will he fall to the Righteous Path experts’ attempts to convert him into their very own savior? Join him to find out. Author Alert: This story was written by a wonderful psychopath, for wonderful psychopaths. You've been warned.

Demonic_Paradise · Eastern
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The Immortal Tyrant's Pledge

The First Regent knelt.

Yue Tianye had bent the knee. 

The Elder Regents didn't want to believe it, but with the truth looking them dead in the eyes, they had no choice but to accept reality. The seventh to twelfth Regents had all been defeated by Xingtian and possessed by Huan Yi, meaning that from now on, only the third to sixth still served Tianye. 

But no matter how loyal and devoted they were to the First Regent, or how much stronger they were than number seventh to twelfth, all Elder Regents had to admit…that they too became vulnerable before the Huan Yi-Xingtian duo. 

This was the Myriad Abysses—not their original universe. They had spent so much time living in the comfort of their chains…that they'd forgotten to whom this world now belonged.