Evil Servant Novels & Stories

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

Aradan crept on all fours like a bewildered beast, and he was blind and ill from the terror. As the blade was drawn, it sounded. 'Do what you want, evils; but if it's possible, I'll stop you.’ Said Charlotte. But a gigantic Lycan standing in the distance. “The evils will fade away, and people will be terrified to approach them. Evils are situations in your life that are incongruent. Afflictions that have followed you around like a shadow are known as evils. Anything that isn't part of your natural destiny is evil. Evil loads, demonic attachments, and superfluous luggage are all examples of evils…” she said as she rose.

The Dark Lord spat, enraged. The Dark Lord wanted to be a slave to no one, and was willing to turn to evil sorcery to achieve that. He was now so close to becoming an evil god, but now this other evil god was demanding to make a servant out of him. Wilbur smirked. "Oh, I'm not trying to humiliate you. It's quite the opposite, actually. I do really want to work with you, and I think we could be a better evil god together."

The skinny man facing them cackled ominously. This man was known as Rat Servant, one of the 12 servants nurtured by the Trio Alliance Island in Wyverna. After Tiger Servant, he was another who had reached the formidable semi-Empyrean level. Facing a semi-Empyrean, the four Dukes of War struggled, barely holding their ground and on the brink of being overwhelmed. The difference between a Duke of War and a semi-Empyrean was a narrow gap in rank but a vast chasm in power.

“What—“ Rob was about to continue conversing with me, but Sir Troy suddenly butted in. “You wanted to say something to me?” Rob’s casual smile immediately flattened at the boss's strict tone. I looked at him and he was wearing that boss-face he always had during work and business events. And it was weird, but for once, it reminded me he was still the boss I had been working with which people call ‘the Devil’. He’s scary. And it’s scary how I momentarily forgot about that. I shook my head. No! I can't let his kisses mush my brain!

It is a part of human nature. In my eyes, a person who commits evil acts is the devil himself. There is no outside force, no mysterious entity whispering in their ears, no dark power forcing their hand. The devil is simply the name we give to the worst parts of human nature— the greed, the cruelty, the hunger for control, and the willingness to destroy others for selfish gain. It is not some mystical being hiding in the darkness. It is us. It is me. And if that is the case, then I must be the devil.

His stomach began to rumble; he wanted to throw up, and yet he couldn’t break his eyes away from this being before him! “Dear me, I had forgotten to say thank you now, didn’t I? I supposed, I should be grateful for you... You have produced my child, and you really provided me with the turning point I needed to start my kingdom...” The voice that came from Danterion – he had heard it before! He had heard it on that night that the allure of power tempted him! “Y-you -” “That’s right,” the man – or rather the entity – from across him replied, “I am the one and only – the Ancient Evil - in the flesh!”

“E-ethan…please, have mercy on me-” I grabbed him by his neck, throttling him. Dr. Mend’s face turned purple from the lack of oxygen. I slowly lifted him up from the ground while he’s kicking off his feet to wriggled away from my deadly grip. I doubt this old man can escape. Looking around, there’s at least hundreds of dead bodies everywhere, and the devil did this. The devil itself. “You treated me like a waste material. Why would I have mercy on you after taking an experiment on me?” I cocked my head to my right, pouting innocently. I placed my foot on the edge of the divider, stretching my muscles.

“It feels like I’m just a puppet in your wild game—like I’m supposed to sell cars, then what? You want me to be your assistant? Your shadow?” I expected him to scoff, maybe brush me off like before. But this time, he leaned back, his eyes dark as an oncoming storm. “Don’t you know who you are, Matilda?” His voice was so quiet it almost didn’t belong in a room this high. “You’re the most tenacious person I’ve ever met—and that’s exactly why I won’t let you break.” I scoffed, unable to stop the sound. “Is that what this is? Your grand villain origin story? Because I’m not scared of your bad-boy, torturous vibe. All you do is drag me around, and it’s getting old.”