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

Hecathe was a bit surprised by the suddenness of this question but he eventually had a small satisfied smirk on his face as he quite liked her response.

"I never knew I would be saying this but you're a smart kid," Hecathe chuckled as he complimented the girl and the girl nodded her head as she readily accepted the compliment.

Before Hecathe could say anything more, the food came and the girl carefully tucked the white envelop away as she got ready to eat.

As expected, it seemed that it had been a long time since the girl had a decent meal and this was probably the reason why she looked to be so thin.

"Thank you for the food, Sir!" The girl beamed as she didn't bother being reserved in front of Hecathe and ate the food without caring about table manners.

Hecathe chuckled as he saw this and responded, "Eat to your heart's content."

Flexibility of a plan