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 didn't mention anything about Zather telling him about her being this woman's daughter simply because he knew that it was a lie.

"I'm not saying anything," The landlady firmly responded without even bothering to meet Hecathe's eyes.

Hecathe nodded his head as he heard this, "To speak or not to speak is your own choice."

"But I hope you remember the deal that we had," Hecathe added with a small smirk, "My honesty comes with your honesty as well. If you're not honest with me, I'm not helping you anymore. As for what your relationship is with her, don't worry, I'm not letting go of this that easily. Ocasia is a small city and it is easy to find information on people."

"Hecathe, Ocasia is certainly a small city but some people in this city must never be messed around with," The landlady spoke firmly with a serious tone and Hecathe couldn't help but be a little amused by this response.

Are you threatening me?