Villain

Vonn jolted awake, his breath ragged. Beads of sweat clung to his skin, his body tense with agitation.

He stared at the ceiling, his mind racing.

'I dozed off?'

He had only meant to meditate—but at some point, he had slipped into sleep.

And that dream…

His lips twitched.

'Linn took a part of me… He's still inside.'

Vonn knew, without a doubt, that Linn was still out there. Even after Vienna's death, there had been no word of him. But a protagonist wouldn't just die that easily.

'The incident at the Biennial Dimension… He still holds a piece of me. Worse, he's connected to my soul. What's even the use of my Total Soul Domination if I can't break free from this?!'

Frustration roiled inside him.

He stormed out of his room, heading straight to the training grounds. Grabbing a sword, he began swinging wildly, his movements fueled by pure rage.

'This is shit!'