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

<p>The academy library was quieter than usual, the weekend keeping most students away from the usual hum of study sessions. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting golden streaks across the long wooden tables. The faint scent of aged paper and ink filled the air, blending with the distant, muffled conversations of a few other students scattered throughout the vast space.</p>

<p>Astron was already seated at one of the large study tables near the back, where the lighting was soft but adequate, and distractions were minimal. A sleek tablet rested on the desk before him, his sharp purple eyes scanning through the notes he had compiled for the report. His posture was relaxed yet composed, his expression unreadable as always.</p>

Chapter 195.1 - Report