Novel & Cerita Mlp Villain

"The S-tier Malevolent Phantom claims to be Malachar, and I figured out that he and Hall of Souls are working together. Maybe because they lost several Black Soul Scouts and the entire laboratory recently, he's desperate to kill me." Donna looked at the man in the video, her expression not showing much. She returned the phone to Felix and said, "I know this Malachar guy. He definitely is an S-tier Malevolent Phantom—and the craziest one." Craziest? Felix quickly asked, "What do you mean 'craziest'?" Donna explained, "Us S-tier Malevolent Phantoms don't have a clear way of forming groups, but we can roughly categorize ourselves. For example, Specter and I are the type who live for ourselves.

"Will you tell me about it?" "I suppose there's no harm in it." Erling wandered toward the kitchen table and took a seat. "The vampire who changed Malcolm was a very nasty character named Vladimir. He had a pack of vampires at his command, and together they were destroying whole villages, raping and murdering, torturing for the pleasure of it. Stephan was one of Vladimir's favorite minions." Aya winced. Malcolm had been a gentle father, dedicated to healing the poor. It was appalling to think of him thrust into the midst of such evil. "What happened to Malcolm?"

I was truly living the life of a side character, being treated that way by my own brothers. I picked up the pesticide bottle, twisted it open, and poured it straight into my mouth. "What are you doing?!" Charlie screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale. Even the usually composed Lucas panicked at that moment. "Are you insane? Did you really drink it?" My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I thought, 'What's so insane about it?' The original character in that world, Maddison Sherman, was just a villainous side character doomed to die sooner or later anyway. I remembered that the original plot said that she was supposed to die there, but it was by suicide with a knife instead.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

Not from the board. From him. Then he turned and walked toward the door. The office fell silent again after he left. But Elena barely noticed. Because her attention remained fixed on the transaction approval glowing before her. Her own name. Her own clearance. Attached to stolen millions. And suddenly— The shareholder evaluation tomorrow mattered far less than the horrifying realization settling into place inside her mind. Someone had been using Elena Vale long before she ever became the villainess. And whoever it was— Was still inside Vale Group.

he began, his tone dripping with mockery, "then yes. A million times over, I would choose her. At least she's not a walking pit of venom wrapped in silk and jewels." The words struck her like a slap, but he didn't stop. He continued. He knew he was striking a nerve, but he didn't care. "You want to know why the maid outshines you in every conceivable way? It's simple. She may not have your wealth or your titles, but she has something you'll never understand-purity. A kind heart. A soul untainted by obsession and deceit. She's beautiful in ways you'll never be, Daphne. And that terrifies you, doesn't it? You scared of her, aren't you? Is that why you treat her badly?" Daphne's throat tightene

He asked in a rough voice, "Who said you could call me what my mom did?! My mom's not even in her grave yet, and you're already trying to replace her, aren't you?!" The system said, "It's over, kiddo. The villain's darkening level has hit 100%." I did not know what it meant to be completely villainous. All I knew was that Dad was heartbroken and furious! He was like a wild animal pushed to the edge. Julia looked scared, quickly moving closer to Grandpa. "Honey, if the child dislikes me this much, maybe I should just go..." Grandpa, already a volcano of anger, turned even redder. "She's my wife and your elder! How can you talk to your own mother that way?!"

“Choose, Kade Thorn. Side with your blood. Or die with these broken wolves you call a pack. We offer power, real power. Not the collars and drugs of false gods.” Drugs? Was he talking about Michelle and Ashram and what they had been up to all this time? Well, those two were definitely the worse villains I had faced. How Michelle had gone from a corporate sniffer to being someone who had lost her morals and wanted to take over a specie was something I never saw coming.

"You could have been happy, could've recreated this world with me" "Every villain hates the world as it is, because it calls you all out for what you are. You're a murder, a psychopath and an abusive f**ked up man that doesn't deserve to live. And I won't regret doing what I've done, besides not stabbing you in the heart instead" "You're warped" He hisses at my ear. "F**ked up, as I am. But you don't even know what you are and in the end proved more trouble than if I had sticked to f**king Celene. "

It was thick, wet, and thoroughly unbothered by his immortal pedigree, which meant every single step he took resulted in a loud, incredibly degrading squelch. He was supposed to be a terrifying global tycoon. He was supposed to be the brilliant, modern apex predator who had successfully leveraged shell companies, mercenary armies, and high-tech tracking arrays to corner his obsolete brother. He wanted so badly to be the ultimate, untouchable villain—a "billy bad" whose name made the supernatural underworld tremble. But the cold, hard, embarrassing truth was that Malakai was the most profoundly immature immortal to ever walk the earth. "Worthless... peasant... old... kitchen hag," Malakai mut