Blazuku

Three Souls lay in one body,

One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all.

And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child.

The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe.

A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning.

He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release.

And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself.

And the Third?

The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead.

He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space.

His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body.

His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos.

His enemies were greater than one could count.

His luck is worse than shit.

And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above.

He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny.
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The Villain's Story

The grass, the bushes, the pavements, the rustling of the trees, and the movement of everything within fifty meters around me.


As if I'm a monarch walking in his domain, knowledgeable about everything happening here.


After I had suffered my defeat and put Lucas in the infirmary for probably a week or two. I opted to walk towards my dorm rather than just teleport. l to get used to the world of Mana sense.


Speaking about Lucas, I wonder how he became a disciple.


And just talking about him makes me remember the conversation I had with 'him'.


Thinking about it, they are similar to me.


Why did I feel that 'he' wasn't saying the words change to me?


It was odd as if he was looking into a mirror as he uttered those words.


My evolution is also coming up soon as well, I'll have to plan for it.


[113]....a different world.[3]