I am the Villain

I am the Villain

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The world rejoiced the day Feng Wuxin, the heartless butcher of the east, was slain. His name became a curse, his memory a warning, that no man, no demon, no god should wield such unrepentant power. Years later, a nameless orphan boy, beaten and discarded by his own blood, performs a forbidden ritual beneath the red moon, offering his life in exchange for some else's return. Feng Wuxin... returns. But he doesn't rise in flame and fury. Instead, he finds himself reborn in the body of a weak, bullied boy with no future. Forced to hide his identity in a world that celebrates his death, Feng Wuxin is forced in a prestigious demon-slaying academy, learning to fight alongside those who once hunted him. There, he meets Shen Liang, silent, disciplined, terrifyingly perfect. Revered by the school, untouched by scandal, and far too familiar. Feng Wuxin is drawn to him first as prey... then as a puzzle... and, slowly, as something else. But when cursed bond ties their fates together, one that shares pain, emotion, and every secret, they'll be forced to face not only each other, but the darkness they both carry. Because some villains never die quietly. And some hearts were never meant to beat alone. (This is a BL)
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--- Blurb They called him the Cold Immortal Lord-peerless in sword, unrivaled in cultivation, his heart frozen in eternal frost. All who gazed upon him saw only perfection carved from ice, a being who stood above the dust of the mortal world. On a blood-soaked battlefield, he picked up a boy-thin, ragged, and cursed by lineage. The child bore the taint of the Demon Clan, and so, instead of compassion, he received years of merciless torment at his master's hand. Discipline was cruelty, guidance was pain, and warmth was something he was never allowed to touch. Until one night. The immortal lord dreamed of his own death-his disciple standing above him, eyes burning scarlet, sword dripping with his master's blood. The dream was so vivid it shattered his Dao heart. From that moment on, the cruel master became... gentle. Cold scorn turned to quiet care, punishments softened into protection, and distance gave way to closeness. But affection, once twisted by hatred and longing, grows into something dangerous. The boy who once endured every cruelty in silence now clings to his master with a possessiveness sharper than any blade. If the world dares call him demon, then he shall become a demon for his lord alone. If destiny decrees blood and ruin, then he will tear fate apart with his own hands. What began as torment becomes obsession, what began as a dream becomes an unshakable bond. Between master and disciple, love and ruin walk the same path. ---

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