Darkness_Enjoyer

What do the words Third-Rate Villain mean?
Doesn't every human being possess their own background story?
Just because a game hadn't explored one's background story, does it mean those characters are irrelevant?

In a world where video games come to life, Astron Natusalune is introduced as a seemingly insignificant character—a third-rate villain with a minor role. However, this ordinary facade belies a haunting past that has shaped Astron into the vengeful soul he has become.
Someone who would do everything for his vengeance.

What will occur if Astron's soul combines with one from Earth? Will he relinquish his position as a third-rate villain, or will he forge a new path? 

Driven by a singular purpose—to avenge his sister's tragic death and bring justice to a cruel world—Astron embarks on a transformative journey. 

Witness the journey of the Astron as the young boy experiences a profound shift in his own values as he witnesses firsthand the consequences of unchecked vengeance and the true complexities of morality.

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Chapter length 1750-2500 
At least one chapter a day.

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Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

The door to the infirmary swung open with a sharp creak, and the air seemed to shift as Irina strode in. Her fiery hair shimmered under the sterile lights, and her yellow eyes blazed with a mixture of faux concern and unmistakable purpose.

"Astron!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying a dramatic edge that made the medics glance up briefly from their tasks. Without hesitation, she rushed toward him, her movements deliberate as she closed the distance.

Astron straightened slightly, his sharp purple eyes narrowing as he met her gaze. "Irina," he said evenly, his tone calm despite the sudden intrusion.

Ignoring his composed demeanor, Irina stopped right in front of him, placing her hands firmly on his shoulders as she inspected him. "Are you okay? What happened?" she asked, her voice dripping with exaggerated worry. Her amber eyes flicked over his bruised face and bandaged arms, lingering just long enough to sell the act.

Chapter 179.3 - Violence