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The last task the villain gives them is to dig up a dead bodyâŚ
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"pfft, darling, you chose to follow me, a villain, instead of fighting me, and now you're devastated, angry at me for lying to you?"
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"I said I'd tell you where. Not alive or dead."
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Cruelest shit Iâve ever seen..
âHey, whatâs that on the floor?â
âMy jaw.â
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Psychopathicly brilliant
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I couldnât bear it, these tasksâŚthese tasks were driving me insane. Oh but I miss her so much I had to complete all of them.
I walk in to the place that me and the villain always meet and discuss the next task.
âWell look at we have here!â He says to me I look at him, numb.
âJust tell me what you want me to do nextâŚyou sick, sick bastard.â I yelled, my voice was breaking and he was just standing there. Stoic and merciless.
âRight, right well your next task will be your last. Mmh kay? Then youâll go back to saving the world and being Mr. Optimist with his lady love.â
The villainâs tone was sarcastic and cruel he then walks closer to me and I get chills up my spine and goosebumps on my arms. He then tells me in a cold whisper.
âI want you to build a graveâŚâ
It was the first task he ever gave me except without the murder part. So this person was already dead.
âAgain?!â
âYes.â
âFor-for who..?â
The villain lets out a dark chuckle and smirk, he shifts out of my way and presents a rising glass coffin that had-noâŚ.
There she was. Her corpseâŚ
My eyes widened in fear, my breath was shaking and tears were forming in my eyes. I couldnât speak, I turn to look at the villain who was laughing darkly. My face turns to sadness and mourning to anger and insanity.
I cry and laugh at the same time as I then pounce at the villain, he was laughing no more.
âHey! Wha-what are doing?! You should be crying pathetically not attacking me-?!â The villain shouted. Those words of hisâŚit snapped my brain and I grab a liquor bottle and stabbed his heart repeatedly until he was finally bleeding to death I stabbed him even when he was definitely not alive. I look at my bloody hands and began to laugh and cry.
And that is whyâŚI am here in this mental hospital for god who knows how long.
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âJust adding fuel to the fire before youââ The villain pauses, looking the hero up and down, a smirk spreading wide across their face. They had almost slipped up their words. âWellâŚâ They trail off, shrugging their shoulders back as though this were the most agreeable thing in the world.
âWell?â The hero repeats, their voice cracking with desperation. Their eyes were wide and pleadingâearnest even, at the thrill of distraction. âWhat else? What else, huh?â
âYou want more?â The villain tilts their head with an air of smugness, a faint scoff escaping their lips. They hold their hands up, gesturing for the hero to slow down. âOK, hero. Didn't know you enjoyed this kind of thing--â
ââI don't,â the hero snaps, though doubt had its way of creeping in. âI⌠I donât enjoy it. You know what I want, don't you? How much more do I have to do?â The heroâs gaze never left the villainâs, though it was distant, unseeing, as though caught in memories that could never be recreated.
Perhaps they had already gone their way once through grief. Perhaps, this was a way to cope at this point. The villain reveled in itâwatching the hero become what they promised they wouldn't. The hero was becoming them.
âOhâŚâ The villain laughs, shaking their head. âPlenty, plenty more, I assure you.â They pat their pocket, where the âkeyâ rests. âThen you can have your sweet prize in no time, hero.â
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"I finished the final task," I huffed, blood coating my hands.
"Finished already, that was quick. So sad that it's all over. It was fun watching you become so....demented." Edgar smirked, sipping his tea and reading the newspaper, his face on the cover. Above it read a headline LOCAL NUTCASE ESCAPED AGAIN.
"I'm not demented," I whispered through gritted teeth. "Now where the heck is my wife?"
Edgar didn't answer. I balled up my fists and stomped over to him, grabbing him by the collar. His tea spilled everywhere, and the newspaper fell onto the floor, absorbing the liquid. He stared up at me, unbothered. In fact, a huge, insane smile he wore while murdering someone grew onto his scarred, thin face.
"Darling, you're too late for that," Edgar said, chucking lightly.
"What did you do to my wife?" I demanded, tightening my grip on his collar.
"Darling, don't you know how we've been getting dinner this past month?"
I shuddered. No. No.
"I didn't know a man so....noble, could enjoy human flesh so mu-"
I grabbed his throat, and lifted him off his seat with my bare hand.
"YOU, YOU...CRUEL MONSTER! HOW COULD YOU BE SO..." I shrieked. For once I saw a flicker of fear in Edgar's eye as he tried to escape my grasp. His face turned blue as my grip tightened and my knuckles turned white.
"Mabye I do like human flesh, ha." I started laughing hysterically, and grabbed the side of his head, and snapped it to one side. Edgar's eyes rolled into his head, and I let him fall down, dead.
"Dinner...." I said, my voice shaking, "Is served."
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This is literally so cruel đ
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And this is how the villain gets fucking murdered by the hero.
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âYou canât be angry, Iâve made you into something beautiful. Something you never wouldâve became if I didnât lie.â
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Blood spurted, a thud and clank of the metal dagger against the marble echoed throughout the hallways. A man stood there, face as pale as a ghost, hand trembling and eyes widened in horror. Blood drenched the front of his beige coat and stained his dirty blind hair. Laughter rang out as another walked towards him, clapping his hands.
"Well done, well done, who knew you had it in you after all" Grayson's silky voice broke the daunting silence as he lit a cigar.
"Where is she ?" Bernado turned towards him, anguish and desperation coating his tone. Grayson waved his hand, signalling Bernardo to follow him, the latter spared one last look at the body on the floor and swiped at his eyes following the former. Grayson pressed his hand on the button, the lift opened allowing them to enter, then he pressed the button for the 13th floor. Bernado sucked in a pained breath-
"You love her quite a lot, don't you?" Grayson spoke blowing out a puff of smoke, his pale face and hazel eyes glinting in the low light. Bernado just continued glaring at the elevator's door when it opened.
"Thank god, I was afraid that you might burn a hole into the door" Grayson continued in a nonchalant tone as both the men stepped out of the elevator,
"Stubborn thing, you know" Bernardo didn't bother to look up, allowing his gaze to focus on the carpet leading inside the domed hall. He stopped dead in his tracks then rushed in all of a sudden. A coffin was placed in the middle of the room, Bernardo knelt beside it as he begun weeping. Amelia Leung looked so peaceful, exceptionally beautiful-
" How could you do this?, you promised me" he angrily turned towards Grayson.
" Like I said, stubborn thing, took her own life when she found out I intended to use it against you"
Bernado turned towards her again, a thick bandage was wrapped around her neck beneath the turtle neck collar. He turned around again, only to find armed officers emerging from the shadows, Grayson was nowhere to be seen.
"You are under arrest for the murder of Amelia Leung and Andrew White man and for association with Frederick Grayson ", an officer read out from an arrest warrant.
"What do you mean?" Bernado stammered with his eyes widened in confusion as he was hauled up to his feet and dragged out,
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OR: the heroâs lover is actually safe back at home, wondering where their love has gone, and heard the news about someone who matched their description committing terrible deeds
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âMore tasks? This is absurd, Ally! I knew you were bad but this is crazy. Iâm done!â
The hero clenches their fists with an angry expression as the villain begins to speak
âDarling.. darling.. Iâm afraid you donât have that choice! Have you forgotten whom I have in captivity?â
The villain would smirk viciously and then proceed
âI need you to rob the bank. Not to hard considering.â The villain said calmly, as if talking to a sidekick
âWhere is sheâŚ?â The hero asked coldly.
âExcuse me?â The villain put her hand to her heart with a fake offended tone and expression
âWhere.. is.. SHE?â The hero asked again, biting his younger angrily
âOh dear⌠might as well tell you.â
The villain started laughing maniacally
The heroâs hand shook, eyes wide with concern âwhat did you do to herâŚ!?â
He shouted, attempting to punch the villain but ended up missing due to blind confusion.
âI killed her already you see.â The villain said calmly, waving her hands as if shaking it off
âYouâŚ. WHAT!?!?!???â The hero screeched in pure rage, a single tear falling down his cheek
âYou heard me. And all this time.. you had no idea!â The villain started, smiling once again
âYou see⌠I had always Longed for the day YOU.. (insert hero name here)! Became evil. And Iâm afraid, without realizing it, that has happened!â The villain began laughing once again as the heroâs head fell, clenching his fists.
âI-â he started. Boos. Tomatoes. Everything you could think of⌠being thrown at.. him?
The hero opened his tear-swollen eyes and saw nothing but fire and chaos.
Police everywhere.
Buildings collapsed
Stolen money flying into the air caught by flames and burned.
âWhat have I doneâŚâ he said with a brokenhearted, shaky tear-driven voice
Should I do a part 2?
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For some reason I can imagine a what if scenario of the hero getting so fucked up in the head of finding their lover dead that they start to imagine the villain as that lover.
In the case where hero kills the villain first, they stitch together the non-rotten parts of their lover to the villain to form some type of creature to be "loved" forever, like they once promised they'd do. And in the case where the hero left the villain alive, they'd chain them like some kind of doll, saying their feelings and all unspoken words to the villain.
And if the villain ever acted out of character from the lover, well the hero would act like someone who realized they were just daydreaming their lover, and beat the villain up, only to stop when the villain goes unconscious or too deformed bc hero still wants to live in play-pretend that their lover is alive :D
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Left me speechless..đĽ˛
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i ran to the location, following every direction given by him. Finally, i can free him, my love.
The derelict building came into view and i picked up my pace, fighting through the thorns and brambles. There he was in the corner room. His silhouette so defined and as beautiful as i remembered.
"I'm here, Adrian, I'm here!" I shouted as tears of joy fell down my cheeks. But i got no reply. No words, no familiar voice to comfort my grieving. As i fell at the feet of his limp body, drowning in his blood.
"No..." I whispered. "No!" I screamed.
I picked up the dagger on the floor beside us. The same dagger that pierced through his heart. The same dagger that took his life - my life.
With uneven breaths and tears, i pressed the dagger lightly against my own heart. The heart that used to beat for his lifeless one.
"I wouldn't do that," a deep voice said.
I turned around to see my murderer leaning against the door frame, cigarette in hand.
"You," i said, anger replacing my tears, "you promised you would give him back to me unharmed!"
A deep, glorious laugh echoed around the room.
"Oh darling, you know i don't keep my promises."
"I hate you!" I screamed as tears filled my eyes again.
He threw his cigarette on the floor before crushing it beneath his feet. "It hurts doesn't it? Betrayal hurts, doesn't it?"
I looked up at him. I know he did this on purpose. He did it for revenge. To inflict his own pain on others. Betrayal does indeed hurt.
But... It only hurts when it's from someone close to you, someone you loved.
Betrayal from the villain, from the enemy, doesn't hurt...
It shouldn't hurt...
So why am i hurting...?
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The hero sighed out of relief as the villain finally showed up to the spot where they had agreed to meet. This was it, he was going to take her back home with him, hold her, kiss her pretty lips once again- all his thoughts were quickly interrupted as he realized the villain had showed up...alone.
The hero rushed to the villain, holding his shoulder as he shook the taller guy, demanding for an answer "WHERE is she? you promised you would bring her here today! I did EVERYTHING you asked me to do!! where is she??" he asked, his voice breaking as the emotions overwhelm him.
The villain glanced, a little smirk growing on his face "ah...you've finally chosen the smarter option, hm? yes alex, join me. I assume you've...done as said right?"
The hero sighed, his voice faltering as he recollected the recent events. he'd taken away a life- no, many lives, for the one person he loved. he felt terrible, guilty, confused, broken but he knew he would do anything for her. she had pieced him back, after all. He nodded his head grimly in response "yes...I...I took the lives of my teammates." he said aloud, the truth sinking in, his blood running cold just at the thought of what he'd done. the last looks on their faces flashed in his mind and he had to physically shake those thoughts away. "where is she edward??" the hero demanded for an answer from the villain.
the villain chuckled his tone as cold and calculated as ever "you killed your teammates and I....I killed HER hahahaha." the villain broke into a fit on cruel laughter as if it was some joke, the smirk ever so evident on his face.
"ironic, isn't it?" the villain chuckled, the face of utter disbelief and heartbreak on the hero's face, an amusing sight for him.
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Wait... What if every single place that the villain sent the hero to, there was a piece of their lover there and the villain was just fucking around to see if the hero could find said parts... (And what if the last location had the hero's lover's head)
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@madame.rosier
3 weeks ago
Even better when the villain says something like âif you risked peopleâs lives for your own love then you were a villain just like me either wayâ
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