cherlyswan

Over-confidence can get you killed or in Hecathe’s case, it can get you transmigrated into a parallel universe that is trying to kill you.

It all started with a simple, “Mom! I want to be a villain!”
 
Years later, Hecathe stood at the top of the economy with his Zuex company squeezing out every last penny from the pockets of the helpless consumers.  

One day he looked over at his secretary and confidently questioned, “When the country runs on your money, do you really think it matters if I’m driving legally or not?”

The heaven’s laughed as they heard this. To think that a mere human was this arrogant?! 

The heavens: “Let’s pull a UNO reverse card on him!” 

Hecathe’s eyes were glued to his phone as he heard the loud screeching of tires that made him look up and... 

Ha. Ha. Ha. 

The heavens probably had the last laugh... Or did they?
 
Hecathe remembered getting hit by a car but instead of waking up in a hospital, he woke up in a stinky jail with heavy chunks of metal chains wrapped around his whole body as if it were a straitjacket. 

An expensive custom-made straitjacket.





Fantasy || God-complex || Sci-fi || Villain protagonist || Politics || Mystery || Adventure || Suspense || Parallel universe || Bromance || Rich and Arrogant protagonist || Elements and magic || MechaXMagic ||
Story by: Cherlyswan 
Cover art by: Cherlyswan

The Legendary Pseudo-villain

"As expected," Hecathe chuckled as he complimented Kelly, "You are a smart woman."

"Don't bother with the flattery," Kelly sent the man a glare as she snapped, "The two million... I'll give it to you. Not the guild, but me."

"Your deal is with me so I hope you can keep it between us. Nobody outside of this room would ever get to find out," Kelly spoke up coldly with a bit of a threatening tone, "You can leave the guild if you really think you're not up to it, but you must have a reasonable explanation for wanting to leave. If I don't find your reason satisfactory then you don't get to leave."

Hecathe nodded his head as he agreed to this demand, "That sounds reasonable."

"I'm taking out money from my own pocket so you better live up to my expectations," Kelly continued and Hecathe felt a little amused as he heard her authoritative way of speaking.

The deal