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

"Eh?" The Dorgon was a little confused to hear this, but he wasn't stupid and so, he asked, "Master, what the hell did you get yourself into this time?!"

Hecathe couldn't help but chuckle as he heard this.

"What makes you think I'm in trouble?" Hecathe asked.

"Because it's you," The Dorgon replied without even needing to think about it.

Hecathe pursed his lips into a thin smile but said nothing to defend himself since there was simply nothing that he could say as a defense. For some reason, it seemed like Hecathe really was getting himself in trouble every now and then.

Hecathe pulled the scruff of the Dorgon and the Dorgon immediately got the cue and took up a bit of speed.

He was clearly flying faster than an airplane but Hecathe was still not satisfied with it.

"Just how much faster do you want this emperor to go?!" The Dorgon questioned as he clicked his tongue in annoyance.