Romans & histoires I Only Treat Villains

Just like the monster that killed without any emotions. My blood turned to ice. I wondered how stupid I was earlier to let him affect me. He was bad news. He was the clear definition that villains were not always ugly. Some came with the most charming face and alluring physique but that didn't make them less of a villain. “What does this mean for me?” My voice was barely audible. “Be loyal and consider your family protected. Double cross me and they're out.” “I don't want any bloodshed.” “It's simple. Act right and play your role well.”

"I feel like I don't know anything. All this history and even the villains know more than me." Ariadne flops on the bed, the smell of oranges wafting up to her nose. "That's a very simple view." "What?" Victor sighs, laying down beside her, staring up at the ceiling. "There are no heroes and villains. Are you gonna lay that speech on me?" Ariadne shakes her head. "We're also the villains. There are no heroes in our story. We're thugs, all of us. We made our wealth on other people's suffering. That's how we lived."

“Okay, let me explain it in simple terms. If there are only two options, save me or save the whole world while I die, what do you think a hero would pick?” She hesitated. “…Saving the world.” “Exactly.” I snapped my fingers. “That’s the point. But a villain who loves me? He’d choose me every damn time and let the world burn. That’s what I want. A guy who looks at me and says, ‘to hell with everyone else.’”

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

Anything had a solution, even my pain had one. Something in me blew the fondness I had for myself and hatred seeped deep inside. Hatred against the Jamaerah. I heard this place made the negative feeling stronger but I didn’t need the help of this place to hate the Jamaerah. I saw them as my mortal enemies. Once I would go outside, I would have my revenge. I wasn’t a villain but against them, I would become one. However, would killing a villain be considered a villainous act? No, it was a heroic act. I would give the world a means to peace.

“I know, right. I definitely choose the painful thing you’ve told someone.” I take another bite of my burger. I almost let out a moan since it’s my very first meal for the day. “Why?” “I have listened to many stories where people being victims. I want to see the sides of villains. How and why did they do something cruel to another?” I laughed, “you are such a psychopath.” “It’s not wrong to see things from different side, bro.”

“I loved her and this is how she treats me. I gave her everything. I gave her my life, my soul, my time, my money, my future and my past. “I was there when she needed someone to be for her. She was alone, Rowan, I was there by her side. I watched her children grow and I helped her business grow. I did everything I could for her. “I bought a company for her when she wanted her family out of there. I ran her family out of business. I ran her friends out of business. I did all of this for her and when it came to destroying the life of her ex husband she folded and suddenly I’m the villain. “What kind of stupid world do we live in where I am the villain and she is the hero or the victim. I am th

But maybe even villains could have a stupid side to them, just like how Lily suddenly asked, “Is that the belief that the people of Barden City have? I once read an article about how people in that town have a high level of happiness even though they are not rich, and maybe the reason is that they never have bad dreams at night?” Vivian really wanted to laugh at this moment. She thought Lily wouldn't buy her bullshit at all, but it turned out that the villain also had a naive side to her. “That's right,” Vivian replied calmly as she managed to hold back her laughter. “You can try using that method, and let me know if it works. I've tried it before and it worked for me, so I hope it will work

“Haha, you didn’t change the flow of the story. No matter how many times you kill, you’ll only be a villain. Now that you killed the female lead, the chain of the story broke, and you have to pay the price. You have to live forever.” Her mental state was not stable, and she had killed herself a few times. A few years had passed, and Duke Raziel Valen Donovan initiated a coup d’etat. He gathered an army in order to kill all the nobles and end the hierarchy system. When he saw the villainess, he fell to his knees. “Kill me,” Lady Vienna was prepared to die for committing such a grave sin. Tears were in Duke Raziel’s eyes. “If only you loved me, then I’m willing to be the villain.”

If you're like me, at this moment right here, I would imagine thunder striking in the sky with some bashing rock music playing in the background and with that slow-motion effect of us turning to look at the packhouse in the most intrigued expression. "This sounds like an action movie that I would sign up for," Ivy said, speaking what exactly my mind has been revolving around. Now I see why we are twins. We share the same cool concept. "Where you are the villain and I'm that everyone's hero," Ivy added. Yeah, nope. I don't see him as my twin anymore. "But who's actually the villain and is jealous of the real hero who is me." I twisted the plot. "And where as a warlock comes and finishes you b