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

"You can say that," Hecathe shrugged his shoulder as he responded, "It's actually a big fish that is very good at hiding, deceiving, and stealing."

"Did it steal something from you?" Zather asked with a smirk on her face as she finally started understanding a bit of the actual topic.

"It stole something and returned it as it was," Hecathe spoke as he informed, "But then it just had to go and piss me off by creating a bit of trouble."

"Is that so?" Zather chuckled as she asked, "Then how do you plan on baiting the fish?"

Hecathe smiled as he pointed at the meat and spoke, "With a big dead fish."

"Baiting a fish with another fish?" Zather tilted her head with a bit of confusion.

"A dead fish can't do anything, so I need the dead fish to be alive."

Zather frowned as her eyes narrowed down on Hecathe in suspicion, "How do you plan on reviving the dead fish?"

Catching a whale