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

"Where are we going next?" The Dorgon sounded excited as he asked.

"Home," Hecathe responded as he yawned, "That's it for today. I'm tired and I need to rest."

"Eh?" The Dorgon was a bit taken back by this response, "You're tired after just that?! How are you humans so weak?!"

"Aren't you glad I don't have enough energy to cook you?"

"Let's go back and you figure out a way to get out of there fast while I take a rest."

"The egg," Hecathe responded without missing a beat.

"Do you think I'm in here because I want to?! I can't get out before properly hatching!" The Dorgon retorted.

"Then figure out a way to properly hatch."

The Dorgon was speechless for a minute but it wasn't because he had nothing to say, rather it was because the Dorgon had a bit too much to say to that.

Home.