Splatoon Villain Novels & Stories

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.

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?!"

I just shrugged and mumbled, “Okay.” As I expected, that didn’t please her. “I hate you! I hate your face, your voice, everything about you! I hope you’ll die while we are on the mission!” she angrily yelled. The boy behind her stopped and calmed her down. “Stop it, Av3,” he said. “No, I won’t!” I stood up from my bed. “Let her go, Av2,” I told him. This is our code. I’m Av1, which stands for Agent Valentine 1. We are the assets of the Valentine Mafia of South Carolina.

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

The man looked eerily like Damien. His hand shook as he held the image. “What if I’ve been the villain all along?” he whispered to himself. A voice answered from the shadows. “You were the weapon. Not the villain.” Julian reached for his gun, but the speaker stepped into view. Valeria. No longer in graphite gear. She wore a crimson coat, and her expression was different almost sad. “I didn’t come to fight,” she said. “I came to show you something.” Julian aimed the gun. “You want me to believe you?”