I should not have gone out, I should not have listened to my stupid friends, and I shouldn't have gotten so drunk. I made a mistake and paid the price. If I would've done certain things differently, I'd have never met that awful excuse of a man, the one who completely ruined my life. Alexander Marcellus. ---- Warning ⚠️: This story contains triggers like sexual and physical assault, strong usage of language, toxicity, abuse and many more themes which is not meant for younger audiences. Readers discretion advised. (18+)

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"I wasn't meant to save the world. I was meant to destroy it. A story of rebirth." They were watching my every move, so I sank to the ground and did my best to keep my emotions at bay. There was, however, no turning back now. Everyone had seen what I've become. A cold, ruthless, manipulative crook that everyone despised from the depts of their heart. I was way past saving anyway. "I'm sorry Aizawa. I'm not fit to be a hero." I whispered incoherently. However, I was drinking the very elixir of life. I got up on my feet, ignoring the cuts and bruises over my body and glared at the fellow heros on the other side, my friends and teachers who were poised to take me down any second. What do you do when you realise you've been the villian all along? #2 wattpadpicks