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

'Still…..she pays more attention than I thought,' I mused, narrowing my eyes slightly. Not that it mattered in the long run. Eleanor was safe. She was someone who understood the weight of secrets and the value of silence. If there was anyone in the academy who wouldn't let a slip of knowledge become a weapon, it was her.

Even so, her move had consequences. Being placed under her direct mentorship would shift the spotlight in my direction, however subtly.

'This will bring some eyes on me,' I thought, though the corner of my lips twitched faintly at the irony. 'Not that it matters. Irina's already doing a fantastic job of that.'

The image of her flashed briefly in my mind—her amber gaze with her usual fiery hair.

'I am sure she was even happy with those pictures spreading out.'

That was so like Irina after all, and I didn't mind it. In fact, it gave me somehow another cover to use, if I utilized it cleverly.

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