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

"One?" The auctioneer looked to be confused yet again as he questioned, "One trillion Lenix?!"

Hecathe chuckled as he shook his head and informed that the man had got it wrong.

Hecathe clap his hand as he stood up and straightened his back before casually walking forward towards the balcony edge.

With a wide smile on his face, Hecathe raised his voice and announced it himself, "One hundred Mutant beads!"

The whole auction house went silent for a few minutes as everyone slowly processed what they had just heard.

"One hundred mutant beads?" The auctioneer tilted his head in confusion as he informed, "I'm sorry to say this, Sir but you won't be able to win the bid with that."

"Tch- what a cheapskate! You didn't even have enough money to save me and you still dare try to control me?!" The Dorgon didn't sound too happy as he mocked Hecathe.

Ten trillion?!