Re: Evolution Online - Chapter 1367 Real and fake

When Viscount Ascham’s House’s eldest daughter, Adele von Ascham, became 10 years old, she remembered everything with an intense headache.

Coming back from the magic world, Riya rebuked her shameless stepmother.She was back to her first life with the world treasure and thought that her life would be smooth sailing.But…What was happening with the environment?Why did the mana suddenly recover on this Green Planet?And why did those magic beasts also appear?Riya: ???Ah, Riya silently swore to secretly become stronger to deal with these magic beasts that went on rampage. She would use her runes to make a better life while watching the world recover from the destruction.Unfortunately, things were not so simple.Her best friend’s brother suddenly locked his attention on her.“Ah, ah, ah, you don't have to mind me….”“The runes you make are really interesting. Can you show me more?” The man smiled and stepped closer.“I…I can, but can you please not come too close?!”Riya just wanted to meditate silently, so how did she suddenly attract this big boss’s attention?

[ Milestone Reached: Unlocking Chaos Dragon ][ … Unlocking Dracula][ … Unlocking Zeus ][ … Unlocking Demon King of Shadows ]----It was a normal day on Earth. Suddenly, the sky turned dark, and massive tower-like structures descended from above. A loud, robotic voice announced the beginning of a chaotic apocalypse.With less than two minutes on the clock, everyone was given a chance to select from a list of mystery newbie packages designed to assist them in the impending apocalypse—each package containing classes, abilities, special boosts, and powerful relics.In the midst of the chaos, Dorian, an avid reader of 'Ethereal Descent', an unpopular apocalypse novel, was stunned to discover that everything was unfolding exactly according to the novel’s kick-off plot.THE NOVEL HAS MERGED WITH REALITY!WHO IS THE PROTAGONIST?Like the others, Dorian was presented with a list of special rewards to choose from.[ You have been chosen to partake in the VIP Newbie Package ][ Select one ]DING![ You have awakened special ability: CHARACTER BIND ][ You can bind with gods, devils, monsters, mythical creatures, favored sons of heaven, etc. ][ You've unlocked: Reader's Viewpoint ][ You've unlocked: Copycat ][ You've unlocked: Energy Parasite ][ You've unlocked Index Of Myth ]With his special ability, Dorian vows to dominate the novel’s world and its protagonist, while also unraveling the mysteries of the apocalypse.

“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.