Fated to Be Loved by Villains - Chapter 271: Imperial Palace (2)

Heed my call! O’ Dragon of Eternal Sin, the Progressive Disaster, the Forerunner, the Land of Eternal Peace, the Flames of Soul Burning, He Who Owns The Deep Soul, the Sound of Origin, the First Cause of All Things, the Principle of Circles… o’ great Negary, your servant calls for your return!

What? Your future wife is a peerless killer, an underground queen?

Sorry, just killed her the other day.

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I heard that your girlfriend is the famous champion of China, the dream lover of countless people?

Um, she was too tired and fell asleep at night, you can come to her tomorrow.

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I remember that the abandoned store of the second uncle seemed to be bought by someone in a month or two.

Hurry up and exchange the useless places in the training house with your cousin for the abandoned store.

Then resold at a price of 10 million alliance coins.

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What?

Xu Yang rescued a legendary elf and took care of it for a month.

Yi Lam knocked Xu Yang unconscious with a sap and threw him out.

The legendary elf who regained consciousness saw Edward Lam.

He was so grateful to him that he willingly became Edward Lam’s elf.

- Description from novelbuddy

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.

After transmigrating into a apocalyptic world, Yasin awakened a system that allowed him to travel between two timelines.He soon discovered an astonishing truth—women from both worlds were mysteriously linked.In the brutal apocalyptic world of 1993, they pledged their loyalty to him for survival.Yet, in the dazzling spotlight of 2006’s Hollywood, they remained legendary superstars.But the moment they saw him… they couldn’t stop herself from kneeling.