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Once upon a Villainess

Chapter 7 Rage and Madness

Word Count: 1053    |    Released on: 19/08/2024

ear-old red young prince. This little royal was none other than the firstborn son of the ru

and royal as well, so we were no

nd to him, though that'

surroundings. Truthfully, I would have chosen not to bond

fate had i

ue self, I occupied this form

nment options and cultivate rich cultures that they aimed to pass down to future generations. We enjoyed a remarkable level of prosperity, with our population surpassing twelve billion, a

he populations of animals dwindled, leading to a critical scarcity in our environments, both on land and in space. My family was a noble f

d have changed things, like gutt

comfortably, but the days were never devoid of challenges. The a

e

he saved me, I owe her. She is

r and over I had tried to tell him that

stop bein

brother turne

mber those things, he is dead now

though, I m

nefit of having a man with both muscles and face. My father ta

ared strikingly similar eyes and basic facial features. My physique was curvy, characterized by a small waist, flared hips, elongated le

their relationship well, all the while feeling the slow ache of betrayal and heartache within me. The Creator was aware of my turbulent emotions, and though I did my utmost to hold myself back from acting on my violent impulses, the world around us grew more merciless every day. My brother, who once treated me like a treasured jewel, began to turn against me in cruel ways, all in the name of someone

ng through my haze of fury. I stepped forth, eyes landing on my brother, who remained transfixed on that wo

gns of dark transformation; it

m; he treasures me and loves onl

o

st

hat, regardless of our nation's technological and cultural advancements, the

e

that both m

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remained hauntingly fixated on her lifeless form, and blood erupted around us in a torrential spray, reminiscent of a grotesque fountain. The torment etched upon his features struck deep into my heart, threaten

was extremely hard

suffering and wipe the slate clean, only to find myself awakening in this unfamiliar

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