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 restaurant around him buzzed with faint murmurs, the low hum of conversation barely registering in his mind. His hands remained clenched beneath the table, his breathing shallow, controlled only by force of will.

His body felt heavy—weighted with something that churned in his chest, something suffocating.

Maya's words echoed in his head, reverberating over and over like a cruel, relentless mantra.

"I will butcher you alive."

His fingers twitched. Slowly, he raised his hand, covering half of his face. The other half of his lips curled—not into a smile, but something close to it, something sharp, something unhinged.

How did everything fall apart so fast?

'This isn't right. This isn't how it was supposed to go.'

Chapter 198.7 - Desire