Most Evil Character In Fiction Novels & Stories

~ Fourth of number, crossed paths have had happened, too many times and they all start running out of nines. Out of the worst things has been done. All the mess and the problems has happened. What more to come? With the greatest opponent of the authority, and so does this certain family is still out and hasn't been convicted and kept as prisoner. Instead, the people are imprisoned with his corrupted mind. In the shadows he lives, pointing out his target with his smokes of orders, shooting darts to his victims. Evil as he may be told by the knights yet he is more just as that, worse that evil itself.

I wanted to spank his head from behind, but knowing the grave consequences of being that stupid for anger’s sake, I sat back on the seat and rested my head on the headrest, knowing fully well that the asshole was short of words. “I know I hate her, but don’t make me feel I am evil than I knew I am, you retched thing.” I scuffed and folded my hands. I knew I had turned really evil with time, after prioritizing vengeance and grudge. I used to be a mere wicked noble soul, who derive joy from making life unfair for the palace maids and low-lives around me, but I didn’t smite a soul until I turned really bad enough to smite anyone standing on my way.

It's probably because he was a fictional character. Since he was a fictional character, it should be fine if I played with him a little. My chances of survival were higher if he started to love me, even if the love was unreal. How could unreal people love for real? Everything in this world was created by the author. The feelings were also written by the author. Each character had a certain setup. Dante had to be a villain. Viessa had to be an airhead. Lastly, Kaige Jin had to be an evil king.

On the evil side, the obvious person that come to mind, is definitely Hades. The big bad death tagged as Hades is a being that defied the powers of fate itself, burnt a multitude of witches, rained death plague on earth, destroyed fertility of the soil and even did more. Other characters as well, not just Hades have been given the evil tag resulting from their actions and personalities. On the evil side, their are various species of brings, ranging from gods to demons to even fates themselves.

His eyes filled with a dark humanity that she wanted to tear from there, from the face of the man she loved. But she also looked at Gael and gritted her teeth, holding the pain in her scalp, and she could see the madness, the derangement, a Gael dehumanized almost in its entirety. "I still don't believe that for "this" you and I are rivals." He removed Sofia like an object without value, like a paper bag. "You weren't wrong, she was always a stain for me, such an insignificant woman..." He penetrated Leonel's eyes. "Take a good look at how nothing this woman is to me." He pointed down, and Sofia could see the hole in the barrel.

" She looked wistfully at him. When she could still choose, before she became evil, she had once been good. Gabriella opened her eyes and collected herself, then scrambled up from the floor. "Dominic, did you get that? I'm not suited to acting at all." It had to be said that Camila was a very well-written character. There was goodness in her evil and evil in her goodness. Although she was the villain, it was difficult to hate her. Dominic looked at Gabriella in surprise.

They’re just mug shots on newsprint, as unreal in their own way as the villains on a TV show. But here was real-life evil, sitting across the table from me. I knew that she was a sociopath, a master manipulator, a blackmailer, an attempted murderer, and an all-around bitch. Because of all that, I had called her evil many times before – but in the back of my mind, I could still chalk all of her actions up to an irrational rage towards Connor. But this… this was her preying on the weak and the innocent, people whom she didn’t even know, who had done nothing to her. This was evil distilled down to its purest, most vile form.

He was a ruthless, merciless killer who played with people and their emotions for his own amusement. The undead could appear to be handsome and courteous, friendly and gentle, when in fact they had only dark, demonic thoughts. Luther was the most powerful supernatural alive other than his twin. Now that he had chosen to lose his soul he was doubly dangerous. He had been feared before; now he was considered the most menacing enemy of all time. It was a frightening thought that Luther might be stalking them for his own deadly purpose.

The pain never went away, it festered, and it build until it turned into a horrible ache that consumed my soul. Dearil held back, I saw it. I felt it, and I wanted to do nothing more than destroy them all for their acts. If I had the power to kill them all, I would not hesitate for a second. I was not a good person, but that didn't stop me from ridding the world of those who were worst than I was. It was the classic evil taking out evil.

“The person who, after a thousand years born with the blood that carries the poison that will lead everything to the will of the selfish God and chess player, OPHIUCHUS.” Now giggling as the name is someone that they three knew, but not as deeper than what he had. His tone and voice are cracking the dreaded way, as the pen finally finished writing the words that he all claims as the character and his very nature towards the last loop and seventh. With the identity and name that he stolen. “Now we are talking.” He once more giggles, and end with a sinister smile and whispering. “This is what kind of a character and nature that I wanted to be.”