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

"Still doesn't change the fact that I'm not selling it," The auctioneer shrugged his shoulders as he responded.

"But I still want to buy it," Hecathe also showed his stubbornness through a smile.

Marvin and LeiLei gulped and nodded their heads as they supported Hecathe. They were clearly aware of the fact that this was just plain disrespect to the auctioneer but since Hecathe had brought them over to support him, that would be what they'd naturally do.

"And what if you can't buy the auction? Are you going to threaten me?" The auctioneer asked and this time, his feelings at the moment were a bit hard to understand as his eyes narrowed down on Hecathe with both suspicion and great interest.

Hecathe chuckled dryly as he heard this question that was meant to trick him.

"I'm sorry but that's not possible," Hecathe spoke a bit too confidently, "I have no power to threaten you with."