How do you imagine a villain? And the hero?
Usually the villain is the one who causes chaos, and the hero is the one who solves it, showing everyone his heroism and desire to save everyone.
So who knew that even villains have more humanity than the vaunted heroes?
Just wondering why the villain gets so mean? No one has ever tried to understand the villain, everyone just accepted him as pure evil, without even trying to understand his reason for becoming a villain and his zealous desire to kill the hero, it was normal for everyone! As long as there's a hero, there's a villain, right?
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Sitting proudly on his high throne surrounded by the skulls and bones of his worst enemies, Arn grinned through the crystal ball at the heroes and heroine who were approaching him with their huge army.
They were surrounded by a huge throne room in dark colors, on the floor there was a huge and long red carpet occupying all the space on the floor. Huge windows with black curtains were made on the walls on the sides. The whole castle was empty, only the king and his faithful servant, a slave, a performer, as you like.
"Is that all they're capable of?" Arn asked boringly, being the King of the Underworld. - Hah! Well, if that's the case, I think I'll meet these bastards in a more hospitable way, right Sebastian?
The named butler only smiled broadly at his bloody master.
"That's right, my king. Sebastian replied, bowing to his master.
Arn smiled at his old friend.
He had been serving him for twenty-five years, although it wasn't that he remembered how old he was, demons stopped aging after a certain age, so they didn't consider it important to count how old they were.
- Well, Sebastian, your loyalty for twenty-five years is important to me, so could you hold this crystal for your king? Arn asked, stretching out his hand and in the blink of an eye a small crystal, the size of a little finger, formed on his hand. It was red in color, although it shimmered a little into black. Sebastian nodded without hesitation, although he was still shocked that his master remembered how many years he had served Tom. He raised his hand, touching the crystal and almost immediately began to disappear a little. Slightly panicked, Sebastian looked into the eyes of his master, who was still holding his cold aura, looking back at him, and when he opened his mouth to say something, he was interrupted by the sound of the door being knocked down. A dark armored guard stood in the doorway, his dark hair swaying gently with every step he took, and his red eyes were glued to his master.
Arn smiled and also called the guardian to hold another crystal, the guardian wanted to resist, but not seeing Sebastian because of Arn's magic and looking at how their master was now, he took the crystal. And when both of them, the two last and first friends of the King, almost disappeared, he said what he kept saying:
- To you and our horshy future Zach, Sebastian.
Both demons wanted to shout something to their friend when they heard the pathetic whining of the woman who had always behaved like a victim for as long as they could remember, but when they turned around, they were attacked by a very fat freak who most likely kills his opponents with his own fat. But the weapon never reached them, they were gone before the fat guy could figure it out, as if they never existed. Arn grinned,
"Fine, I was able to protect them all. Arn thought, putting one foot on the other and propping his chin on his hand, he glared at the crowd gathered in his throne room.
- Have you enjoyed life enough motherfuckers? Because I don't think you'll live long enough, not after meeting me. -
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Hey, hello everyone! How are you? I'm incredibly glad that I stopped being shy, and finally decided to post this fanfiction. All that you have just seen is my wild embarrassment, I am absolutely not used to releasing something like this.... uh okay, let's continue to think through our fanfiction, since this format is not convenient for me yet, I used to release only short sketches eh..
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