Mastermind Character Novels & Stories

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his

'' Celia is a witch , Stella is fairy , Adam is Swordsman , Albert is spell caster '' the master said . '' What about that little girl ?'' asked Arthur . '' I am not a little girl , i am one hundred years old you fool , i can erase your existence from this world '' she shouted . '' Calm down , Noir is , her existence is closer to gods in this world she's the god , there's no magic or spell that she cannot use '' the master said . '' And what about you master ?'' asked Arthur . '' Me ? i am well a magician along with giants ability '' replied the master . '' She's the strongest here '' said Noir . '' Yes i have'nt been able to beat her yet '' said Adam .

He believed that if the Three Knights weren’t stupid, they would know exactly what to do. Seeing Sean leave directly, the expressions of the Three Knights immediately changed. Sean wasn’t angry, but they could clearly feel the burning anger in Sean Diningrat’s heart. He was the true young master. The person they relied on, Roby, was merely a house steward. Since the young master was angry, it was naturally their duty to help him resolve the matter.

“But do you really think this changes anything? You might have found some semblance of balance, but you’re still just a pawn in a game you can’t even begin to understand.” “I’m not a pawn,” I shot back, my voice steady. “And I’m done playing your games. This ends now.” The mastermind chuckled, a low, sinister sound that sent chills down my spine. “Oh, you sweet, naive child. You think you’ve seen my true power? You think you understand what you’re dealing with? Let me show you just how wrong you are.” Before I could react, the air around the mastermind began to ripple, distorting like a heatwave. Their form started to shift, growing larger, more imposing.

Hearing that, Maid Fanning burst into laughter, “Young Master Smith is a sweet man. He knows that Old Master Smith likes to play chess, but sometimes, he can’t even distinguish the black and white pieces. Only Young Master Smith has the patience to play chess with him.” I nodded gently. It seemed that Charles was not that bad. At least, he was very filial to his grandfather.

As time went by, I came to realize that my friend, the Wise Thug, had a character that was heartless; he had anger, hatred, and was cruel. He was not a kind to mess with and had no close friend. I, myself, feared him most when he lost his temper. He did no good except been good at doing bad. One day, as we were chilling at the park, I told him I was a good partner in crime, hence they called me Mastermind. So I don’t mind helping him to kill his sister`s killer. “I don’t do relationships with kids. You still have a lot to learn before I could consider you.”

This master manipulator had observed our every move, studying our strengths and weaknesses, and now sought to test our resolve like never before. The Puppetmaster's actions were shrouded in mystery, leaving a trail of cryptic messages and puzzles for us to unravel. It became a cat-and-mouse game, where every step we took led us deeper into a labyrinth of mind games and psychological warfare. We realized that this adversary was not to be taken lightly, and our lives would never be the same again.

I always thought master was to handsome for this world, but now… I couldn’t help but think he is to handsome to even be a Greek God. I guess I really did invest my time making him one hell of a handsome character. “Why are you staring at me like that?” Master asked snapping his finger. I got snapped out of my thoughts, blinking my eyes rapidly. I coughed out embarrassed… “I wasn’t staring at you.” I lied through my teeth, staring at the portrait hanging loosely on the wall, behind my master. “That’s a lie, I caught you staring slave. Tell me what it is? Don’t you dare lie to your master.” He shakes his head pouting. Now he looks cute.

But I swiftly restrained her and locked her in a cage. Soon, the police arrived at my house and took her for questioning. It didn't take long for us to confirm that the wine had been laced with a sedative. The mastermind behind everything was soon apprehended and taken into custody. With that, everything came to an end. As for me, I decided to pursue a career in law enforcement. In this seemingly peaceful world, crime lurks just beneath the surface. Franklin's polite exterior had masked the evil within, treating women as objects and trampling on their dignity.

When I remained silent and seated, he added; "Do you need a count down to get to work?" "That'll be nice". He had other plans. I commended him for thinking he could ever be ready for me. Once again, I saw my ability to see into people's minds as a gift. "Come on then, I'm ready to meet Lucifer". "I'll gladly send you to him. But first, you need to know you're a coward". With that, I disappeared from his sight and pulled out the bottle of holy water from his pants pocket before reappearing before him. "You work for Colton and Victoria now huh?". I asked, tossing the bottle of holy water to the far end of the room.