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A man was walking towards the two of them. He stood at about five foot two, and wore a plain business suit. He cracked his neck and grinned. His eyes glowing violet in the dimly lit environment.
"Rise and shine Nicky." He said, his high pitched and cold. "You are here just in time to see my newest advancement."
Nick was being held in the chair by metallic restraints. The taste of blood still in his mouth. He slowly raised his head and spat blood in Aydens direction.
"Right, sorry, not see, you lost that ability a long time ago." Ayden poked a fingers into Nicks empty eye sockets patronizingly.
"Why?" Nick choked out.
Ayden walked towards a figure slumped in a chair, and chuckled.
"Why does anyone do anything Nick? What, you think I want to 'take over the world'". He laughed rolling the figure into the light even though it made no difference, they both knew who it was. "No, I just got tired of being overlooked."
"Nick-" a hoarse feminine voice called out.
"Sis, it will be fine just-" Nick started as Ayden clamped a metal collar around the person he cared about mosts neck.
A loud sound of drilling into flesh as the device did its job, followed, as well as screams and then silence. Her restraints opened and she stood up. Tears streamed down Nicks cheeks.
"No, you know both of those answers are lies." Aydens voice came from his sisters body. "Maybe I just do it because it's fun, but you know me... it's about the people. Why have one body when I could have all of them?"
"You-- you are dead." Nick snarled as a collar was clamped around his neck, and he felt something sharp at the back of his neck.
"Night night." Ayden said, as there was a drilling sound that was abruptly cut short by a loud bang.
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"You call yourself a 'hero', Jack. A 'savior', fighting 'evil' but you are really just sowing destruction. And I'm a 'villain', who wants the world to burn, who needs to be defeated. But have you ever considered that maybe you're wrong?" she asked.
"All I wanted was peace by unifying the world. Will you really keep fighting me?" Iris raised a hand to him, a fire burning in her palm.
She closed her hand into a fist, the fire sizzling out.
"Until the whole world burns at your hands?" she said before turning around and leaving him in the burning building.
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Her smile was as sharp as the knife she held to the emperor's throat. "I'm done running," she whispered into the old man's ear. Her army waited outside, but no one but her was in the master bedroom of the palace. She tilted her head, looking at the man who had taken so much from her. He was so weak. How was it possible that someone like that had conquered nations?
"You can't do it," he laughed. "You're still as weak as you were. You're a figurehead, pushed like a puppet by the mob you claim is an army."
Her smile spread as she pushed him outside onto the balcony. Below stood hundreds of thousands of people. Her army, standing at attention in disciplined lines. The soldiers she had trained were there. So were the emperor's. Both saluted at the sight of her. Behind the armies were the common people- men, women, and children cheering for their new empress. "You are nothing but a broken old man," she hissed. "Look below you. None of them have any loyalty to you. Not after what you did to them. To all of us."
The people below were cheering for the emperor's death. Bloodlust glinted in their eyes. "A king is nothing without the loyalty of his men," she said mockingly as she drew the knife across his throat. Blood pooled out along the gilded floor of the balcony. The empress traced its flow over the edge, into the audience. Their cheers turned wild and vicious. She stared at the shriveled corpse of her father at her feet, her chest heaving. He was where he belonged. Her smile untamed and vicious.
"Attention!" she shouted at her soldiers. Every single one snapped into perfect order. Even the civilians attempted some sign of respect, even though they lacked the training of her army. "A new world order begins," she said calmly, her hands folded behind her back. Like the general she was. "We are the new age. We will march into the future and conquer it as our own." She lifted the knife, soaked in blood. "I am like this knife. I am a tool of death for your sakes. I am not like him." She pointed with the knife at the emperor's corpse. "I live for you. I rule for you. Never forget that." The new empress stabbed the blood-soaked knife into the fine wooden banister of the balcony. It stood proudly and straight and deadly, like the woman with hard eyes behind it.
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Overlooking the amassing army under your command lit a fire of pleasure within your belly. Each warrior standing stock still as you eyed the battle hardened men and women. All proudly bearing your insignia upon their chest plates and shields. The sight of these proud people awaiting your word bringing a tingling euphoria. Heart pumping in thrill at the knowledge that these warriors would die for you.
Mind assured that should you ordered for their deaths none would hesitate to obey. The certainty of knowing their loyalty was strongly held within your grasp gratifying like nothing before. Such facts filling your very bones with a sick pleasure that had your lips twitching in the unmistakable motions of a grin. And yet their they stood.
All so quiet just for you. All eyeing you in anticipation. All waiting for your speech. All so tense and excited for the call of battle, but still faithfully awaiting for your permission. It was beautiful. It was pleasing to know that they were so irrevocably yours that you finally allowed your lips to pull into a smile with far too many teeth.
It was time.
Time to speak to your army as any general should before battle. Time to encourage the men and women that would fight in your name. Time to ensure that defeat was never to cross their minds as they fought for your kingdom. Time to release the beasts that were shackled in each and every one of their hearts.
Stepping further for all to see you finally spoke, āToday we stand here not to just fight against a rebellion. We come to fight for the pride of our home. To fight for the safety of our mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, husbands, wives, and children!ā, so many gave a shout of agreement, āWe come to empower our kingdom further! And since our enemies have called for war endangering our peace we shall give them a massacre!ā You announced eyes glowing with a heat of fierce determination.
All warriors raising their weapons high into the air as they screamed out joyously as the rushed into battle. Leaving you staring after their backs while gleefully laughing all along.
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I stand silently on the sidewalk, a smile beams across my face. I secretly watch the rain stream off my raised arm, itās protected from the cold by my large black trenchcoat. At the end of my arm, my hand grasps a handgun. But, my grip is rather loose ā reflecting how I hang my head to the side. Little over a few meters in front of me, stands another loner. Though, they are much more serious than I. They hold their own pistol with two hands, its barrel aimed at my face. Beside me, lies an unspoiled corpse ā the knife still protrudes from its side.
āAnd who might you be ā come to die as well?ā I ask the person in front of me, they remain still as a brick long after my question.
āPut the gun down, and you can leave here alive; you will pay for your crimes either way.ā They reply with a firm tone, but it only causes more elation within myself.
āOh? Why would I do that? How about a give you an offer instead: I donāt have a problem with you, so leave and never look for me again ā before you become a problem.ā They take a small step forward, causing me to release a sound of frustration.
āIāve spent far too long trying to find you; too many people have died from your hand. Iām putting a stop to that tonight, whether you survive or not is completely up to you.ā The rain intensifies, adding more emotion to the scene.
āAnd what is that supposed to be ā your definition of justice? Since when has throwing someone in a hole for a few years worked? Thatās why Iām here~ Iāll do what everyone else is so afraid to, Iāll put an end to these twisted forces.ā I lower my gun, the person in front of me takes a hesitant step ā but still keeps their weapon trained on me.
āYouāre the twisted one, you canāt just go killing everyone you donāt like.ā They take a second step, but no longer dare to approach.
āOh, but I can. They didnāt hesitate, all those years ago. And what did the law do for me? Nothing- The investigation was dropped before it even started. Canāt you see? The system is flawed; anyone with money is above the law. So then I have to take the law into my own hands, and provide justice for the people. Just like you~ā I begin walking back, causing them to continue their advance.
āYouāre nothing like me; killing people isnāt justice, itās murder.ā
āThen, you wonāt kill meā¦ā I continue to quicken my pace, then stopping next to a motorcycle.
āOnly if I have to; thatās the difference between us, I give a choice.ā I chuckle lightly, the expression on their face tells me they actually believe they are better.
āYea, well ā not everyone deserves a choice. You wouldnāt understand, you people never do.ā I let my smile drop, my entire body was now relaxed.
Foolishly, they advanced well within reaching distance. I dash forward with a deathly haste and smack them in the face with my handgun, they drop to the ground instantly. I laugh as I look down at them, ācute-ā
I get on the motorcycle and speed away, already planning my next move. This one would be moreā¦ ambitious ā killing a senator does tend to raise some attention. But, I am ready to be heard. Iāll be known by all, and they will know me as their ~saviour~
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Disclaimer: I am not a writer, so don't expect much, also English is not my main language so I don't promise that I didn't make any mistakes while writing this.
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"what are you doing?", the so called hero shouts. "You were on my side! You were a hero once, why give it up?"
"You don't see it, do you? There are no heroes. There are just villains that are willing to do more than others. The world will burn because of me and you won't be able to stop me, though I'll enjoy watching you try", my laugh sounds hollow in the empty building.
The hero takes a few steps towards me, raising their sword.
"Oh I wouldn't try that if I was you, darling", I grab the dagger concealed under my cloak.
The hero could now reach me with their sword, but they hesitate. "I don't want to harm you, we were friends once, remember?"
"I do remember, I just couldn't give less of a fuck"
I take the dagger and hit their leg with a quick jump forward, taking the sword before it could hit the ground.
"I could harm you more, you know?" I stand over the hero that sunk to the ground. "But I want to see the horror in your face when your poor little friends fail to take me down."
"You wouldn't dare to harm them, they're barely adults", the hero spits out.
"Right, that's why I'm harming you", I say, a disgusted look on my face, "you send children to fight your war. They are CHILDREN for fucks sake. They don't belong in this war. I was a child when you trained me, I am an adult now, raised for a war I didn't want to fight and YOU dare to call me the villain?"
The hero looks at me as if I lost my mind, maybe I did, I can't tell. "This war is necessary, without this revolution the world would end."
"That is why I'm burning this world to the ground. What good is a system that forces people to go to the extremes I went to?", I turn to leave. "When I win this war, hope I'll have mercy on you. Even though you don't deserve it."
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I accidentally turned my chill, calm story into one of literal chaos š my original antagonists werenāt going to be very ambitious, and now their goal is to take over the world.
Overall, I think this playlist is going to make my story a whole lot less boring. (Doesnāt mean the stories going to be good though- LOL)
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The forest was split. This was surprising. Perfectly cut into two sides, one alive and vibrant, the colors not green but glowing different colors with visible auras.
The other side was dead, the ash not daring to cross the unspoken barrier. I could feel the death, but I could feel the beating life in both sides... They were just two different heartbeats.
The loud beat could be heard throughout the woods and every time it was heard, the trees on the lively side glowed from the bottom up as if to follow its rhythm. But it wasn't beating like a heart, it was beating to a song. Like a base.
Suddenly creatures melted from rhythm-following trees and started running further into their side of the forest, their voices following the song, singing different versions of a harmony. As if their voices were being summoned.
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"Well well well...look at who we have here~ a so-called "hero", pathetic. " Amelia said, The "hero" was on the ground, coughing because of all the injuries they got from the battle. "W-why, Amelia...why did you do this?" The "hero" then said, Amelia looks down to the injured "hero" then sits on the bl00d7 ground "I did this because you did this to me too, Kyle. You and the others have made my life a LIVING H3LL BEFORE but now...I would like to give you a bit of what I felt."
[This is read by me and I eventually got the voices good :) btw good playlist! I imagine all of my villainous characters' stories having the songs in this playlist, ah, yes, VILLAIN ARC!]
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You guys wanna hear a real villain quote?
"venni, viddi, vinci", yup, we often think that the heroes and villains only appear on the fictional world but forgot about the ones we consider history makers wheter they were good or bad.
Oh hey I actually have a great quote from Napoleon too, "Josephine" let's be real he probably spoke that name so manny times even God knows about that woman
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@sunsetdreams
2 years ago
ā” listen WITHOUT ADS: go the end of the video and hit the replay button ā” TIMESTAMPS: 00:00 Vision Vision - Rule the World 03:03 Madalen Duke - How Villains Are Made 06:24 2WEI, Edda Hayes - Burn 09:46 Royal Blood - Blood Hands 12:53 UNSECRET, KrigarĆØ - End Of The End 15:50 Des Rocs - Used to the Darkness 20:06 Bishop Briggs - White Flag 23:56 The EverLove - I Will Rule 28:06 Ndidi O - No Mercy 30:43 8 Graves - Wolves 33:58 Jhariah - Debt Collector 36:30 Neoni - Loser 39:52 Valerie Broussard - A Little Wicked 43:19 Klergy, Valerie Broussard - Start a War 46:45 Neoni - Outlaw 50:02 Tommee Profitt, Fleurie - Sound Of War 53:59 UNSECRET, KrigarĆØ - Vendetta 57:25 Tommee Profitt, SVRCINA - My Domain 01:01:16 Seinabo Sey - Pistols At Dawn 01:04:53 Ely Eira - This Is the Beginning
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