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

Darius somehow managed to break Marvin's barrier that was protecting Hecathe and he threw a straight punch at Hecathe's face, however, his fist was caught by somebody.

"We are not done yet," Marvin gritted out as he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the man's face.

Darius flipped on his left leg and aimed to kick Marvin but Hecathe acted fast and pushed Marvin's head down in the very last possible second, helping the man avoid the kick.

"Marvin, don't you have something for me?" Hecathe asked with a sigh as he looked down at the boy.

Marvin chuckled as he heard this and took out the sword that had been tied to his back before giving it over to Hecathe, "Be careful with it."

Hecathe smiled as he took the hilt of the sword and looked down at it, "Don't worry about that."

This sword was the same one that Marvin had placed as collateral at the auction house till he paid off the price needed to buy the auction house ownership.

The sword of the hero...?