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Oh, fuck no.
At first, everything was going great.
My dear little villain had finally stopped acting like a coward.
He was listening to me.
He understood that this world wouldn't wait for him to grow stronger at his own pace.
He was finally acting like a villain—or at least pretending to be one.
That was all we needed to fool the Author.
But then… something changed.
The moment he smiled—that wicked, unhinged, I-am-so-ready-to-burn-this-world-down smile, I knew we had a problem.
This wasn't the usual Noah.
This wasn't my cautious, slightly paranoid, morally confused idiot.
This was the other one.
The crazy one.
The one that scared even me.
And then he moved.
No hesitation.
No unnecessary words.
The boy stepped forward, towering over the chained woman as she weakly gasped for air. Her black eyes, once full of desperate hope, clouded with confusion as she finally realised that this boy wasn't going to save her.
