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wow this songs are so depressing

both the hero's and villain's story is the same, pain, villain's say the world hurt me I'm going to hurt it back, hero's say the world hurt me im not going to let it hurt anyone else.

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'' 'For all ears that have turned down my voices of plea - A Burning Village shall you turned out to be, A simple burning image that everyone will pity *As I am the last to see its Monsters that laid within* ' The witch said as their final promise before blade had dropped into her neck - '' The Old Venturer with an Guilty and Sorrowful soul would let out a sigh As he closed the final book he wrote - Such pity to a monster like him who finally learned a lesson a bit too late ''And that is why hero - You are sent here to fight the witch in the deepest depths of the pit of monsters to finally put Her and the monsters into a slumber they shouldve had all those years ago . . .''

"There is no such thing as a villain, because in the end, we all are the hero of our own story. If we look into villains of human history, they believed that they are doing something for the better of all, they all believed they are their own hero, so what seperates them from being a hero to a villain, well it's the people that view them as that, a hero is only a hero when people see him as a hero, and a villain is only a villain when people see them as evil." - A quote from instagram

Cant believe till I collapse by eninem isnt on here. Its LITERALLY in the name

also heard restrictions may theyr life will be restricted so and so so and im free foreva

yea

"Your family name took everything from me ,my family, my life, my freedom, my faith NOW I come back from HELL so that I can drag you down and make you suffer for all of the sins you ancestors did for ETERNITY

I will make you suffer for what you did to me Hero.

" Every man was once kind and loving until the world pushed his limits " and turned him into a VILLIAN - Every Villian wants to be loved but ...........

Ya!!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️

Monsters never born, they were made. -cringe but I've seen myself changed a lot. From naive to cautious, friendly to hateful Gullible to doubtful.

At first, I thought the music was playing, but it turned out that my stomach was rumbling

My thoughts while seeing someone new in my recommended: "I don't even know who you are"

real monitor br im so happy

a what isthat br ? if no escape

string red pink kinck i mean stron g strong ___ )))(

"Am I a monster? Yes, I'm a monster that lost his mother, a monster that lost his father, his brothers, his friends, and everyone else he held dear. Im a monster that watch the ones he loved die in his arms, Im the monster that watched everything he's ever known crumble to dust. I'm the monster that's had everything, and everyone taken from him. I'm a monster alright, I've lived in a metal tomb for 12 eons. And on top of all this pain I've suffered and endured, you kill the one person that saw me as a man, not a monster, or a beast but a man. You labbled them as a heretic. You killed their loved ones the same way I lost mine! So I'll give you what you want, I'll be your monster... But this time... Your heros. As you call them.. will not win... Your kingdoms will burn... Your people will die and every single person involved with the death on my only friend in eons will suffer a pain that can only be imagined... So run... As it is the only thing you can do. (This is about a man that was turned into a machine, he has lived through the downfall of mankind and is now living in a kind of mediaeval fantasy setting)

Sung jin-woo!!!!!

I feel like I’m on a VIP party with the best agents, and then I fight with them with this music)

This is so good… I won’t fight until my deaf if this playlist, I will fight even after it with no doubt!

"Greetings." The Demon says, a bored expression on her face. "Tell me, what do you want? Ah, of course, you want my head severed. How original." The Hero grasps the handle of their weapon in preparation. "You're responsible for all the evil in this world, I have to kill you to make the world void of evil." "Sure..." The Demon replied, sounding impatient. She suddenly laughed, laughed and laughed for at least five minutes, the pure resentment making the Hero freeze in place. "...haha... That's amusing." Her voice rose. "Was slaughtering all of my kin not enough for you?" "They all died for good reason! They were all evil, possessing people and driving them mad!" The Demon twitched. The room became cold with a silent fury. "All. Evil. How... Ironic." her eyes twitched as she stood from the throne. "You killed everyone. Everyone I ever could have cared about, everyone that i did care about, all under the claim that simply because they were different, they were evil. because of their status' as Demons, they were all slaughtered." Her purple eyes glowed brighter as her body shook. "YOU MADE ACCESORIES OUT OF THEIR HORNS! YOU BUTCHERED THEM ONLY TO SELL THEM IN PIECES AS IF THEY WERE MINDLESS THINGS, AS IF THEY WERE BELOW YOU!" She screamed, the room shaking from the force of it. "That was just a side effect of the war! That was never the main-" "OH DONT EVEN START WITH ME ON THAT!" The room shook again, more violently than before. "YOU KILLED THEM ALL! YOU CLAIM THAT THEY WERE EVIL, PU-LEASE, IF THEY WERE TRULY EVIL AND AS VOID OF COMPASSION THAT YOU CLAIM THEY WERE, HUMANITY WOULD NEVER HAVE MADE IT EVEN A DECADE INTO ITS MISERABLE EXISENCE!" The hero was suddenly lifted up into the air and levitated across the room within seconds, stopping midair right in front of the Demon, forcing them to look her in the eyes. "Just because a few of them did bad things doesn't mean they were all evil! But you humans never care about that, you think of everything as being below you." "They could have wiped humanity from the planet. They could have enslaved them all. The could have tortured them all. But they didn't. They all remained in the underworld, and guess what? The only reason any of them ever left was because you IDIOTS AGGRAVATED THEM AND SUMMONED THEM YOURSELVES, TAMPERING WITH THINGS FAR OUTSIDE YOUR CONTROL! HYPOCRITES, ALL OF YOU! ALL THIS TIME I'VE NOT LEFT HIS PLACE BECAUSE I JSUT WANTED TO BE LEFT ALONE, TO BE ALLOWED TO DROWN IN MY SORROWS THAT YOU CAUSED! BUT HUMANS ARE NEVER SATISFIED, NEVER EVER EVER SATISFIED!" "W-...we never caused-" The Demon snarled angrily like an animal, her soul throbbing with hatred long since buried until now. "YOU SEE? HUMANS NEVER ACCEPT RESPONSIBLITY, NEVER STOP HURTING OTHERS FOR THEIR OWN GAIN, OR TO MAKE SOME DUMB POLITICAL POINT! I NEVER ATTACKED ANYONE, I NEVER INTERFERED WITH HUMANS' SOCIETY, I DID NOTHING WRONG, AND YET YOU STILL CANNOT BE SATISFIED WITH ALL THE BLOODSHED YOU'VE ALREADY CAUSED, BECAUSE HUMANS HAVE A BLOODLUST EVEN MORE IMMENSE THAN WE DID!" She picked the hero up out of the air by the throat and choked them. The pure hatred in her eyes was paralyzing. "I'VE HELD BACK. ALL THIS TIME I'VE HELD BACK. THE LAST TIME SOMEONE ANTAGONIZED ME I ALMOST WIPED HUMANITY OFF THE PLANET MYSELF. REMEMBER THE BLACK DEATH? THAT WAS ME. BUT I'VE HAD ENOUGH. I GAVE MERCY. I GAVE HUMANS A CHANCE, AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT. BUT NOW, NOW I SEE THAT I WAS BEING TOO MERCIFUL. TOO KIND. SO, NOW I'LL BUTCHER ALL OF YOU, I'LL MAKE THE BEST PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD INTO DEMONS TO REVITALIZE MY SPECIES, I'LL LET THEM LIVE. AND SUBJUGATE HUMANS, ENSLAVE THEM. TEACH THEM A LESSON. NOW YOU'LL SEE WHAT I'VE BEEN HOLDING BACK, HERO. NOW, YOU'LL WITNESS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MAKE ME MAD. YOUR ANCESTORS MURDERED MY PARENTS. SO I THINK I'LL START WITH YOURS.

That's remember me of the game "BAD END THEATER" where's the hero takes everything from a demon lord because demons are always evil... Right?

AU of Fate Stay night, featuring UBW, Fate and Heavens feel. Don't read if you don't want to be spoiled. As my body laid on the ground, pierced through by the familiar sight of Archers twin blades, Kansho and Bakuya, the grim reality came to me. This wasn't me. To kill another to save myself, was an act that went against everything that Shirou Emiya embodied. So why? Why was Archer continuing to fight, why would he do something diametrically opposed to our core? To speak so callously of life was something I would *never* accept. So even with the twin blades impaled within me, I gathered my last dregs of strength, as the only words I could drag up left my lips. Projecting my own pair of Blades, the familiar Kansho and Bakuya, I pointed them towards the archer in Red. "If this is my future, then I'll refuse it. I refuse you, Archer!" I exclaimed, my body heating up as a dim light left it. Avalon, the Everdistant Utopia, Displaying its effects as my blood began to boil, healing my wounds as I feel a second power coursing through my veins. A cool feeling erupting out of my long forgotten wounds as blades ruptured them, If I were looking down I'd notice the familiar blades of many long forgotten encounters, though as my eyes were focused on the Red Archer the only thing I'd know of my recovery was the sound of Steel meeting steel, And Archers forlorn eyes as he reminisced on something. Though his hesitation caused him dearly as a Utopia came to my mind, It was something I'd never once gazed upon yet lived with for 10 years, Sabers Sheath and my Father's first Gift to me, what had saved my life countless times before, though even so, I *knew* instinctively, this was it, the Everdistant utopia, its beautiful Grassy plains and a singular Tree which bellowed in the nonexistent Wind. Saber, her armor discarded, was standing amidst the field in a simple blue gown, her eyes though once a murky green had cleared up to a sparkling Emerald. Though as I instinctively reached my hand forth, a blade sprung out of my arm, and then Another, and another. Clarent, the sword of Peace. Caliburn, the sword of the King. Excalibur, the sword of promised Victory. Caladbolg, the Raindow swinging sword. And dozens more I didn't have the opportunity to examine. All blades that I'd glimpsed from Saber and Archers memories. Though before I could react, my image of Utopia was shattered, the green grass superseded by a blood red that was littered by blades, each blade a gravestone for the vanquished. And replacing the calm Tree and Saber alongside it was my Hill of blades, each of Archers dutifully collected blades laying on my hill, a minor blip on my world of infinite Swords, though the bright view vanquished within moments, the prior yellow sun overtaken by a Crimson sun, its red seeming like a Serene dream for me to reach for. Memories welling up inside me, all stored within that celestial body. Forcing me to reach out for them, I would never be Archer. I would retain my memories and mentality, I would gaze upon the future and reject them without worry. I would be a Hero of Justice. Though as my fist closed down on the Crimson red Sun it would be overtaken by the image of Archers red coat, the shroud of Martin my memories would helpfully chime. My ideals would never lead me down the same path as Archer, and so I gave the shaken man a confident Glare. His eyes dumbstruck, as if realising what happened, yet unwilling to accept it. "You wouldn't!" His furious voice boomed, my confident grin was more than enough of an answer as I began to chant, incantations I never recalled flowing through my mind at a pace quicker than Archers attack could reach me. "I am the bone of my sword. Steel is my body and fire is my blood. I have created over a thousand blades. Unaware of loss, Nor aware of gain. Withstood pain to create weapons, waiting for one’s arrival. I have no regrets. This is the only path. My whole life was *Unlimited Blade Works*." With those final uttered words, a blue, illusionary force bursted out of me, Archers world combating against my own, a battle between two equals. And in such a case, the one with greater will was garunteed the victory. Knowing his Reality marble couldn't defeat my own, Archer would swiftly summon Caladbolg, its form altered to the point that its true body was practically impossible to discern, and in his other hand he summoned his Bow, a nameless Noble Phantasm which he swiftly inserted the Arrow shaped caladbolg inside of. With a swift release the projectile would move at speed surpassing my sight, perhaps even light itself. Thankfully I didn't need to outspeed it, as a 7 Petaled shield spread out of my right arm, Rho Aias, the Flower that protected Aias against the Javelin of Hector. An Unstoppable force met an unmoveable object as the Blade swiftly pierced through the first 3 petals, its damage reflecting back on me as I feel blood welling up in my tounge, I force myself to push my feet deeper into the barren wasteland that was Unlimited Blade Works. With its momentum lowered, the Spear would shove through the next two petals, though it eventually ran out of power, its magical energy letting out as Rho Aias prevailed with a mere 2 Petals remaining. Projecting my favourite pair of weapons, I'd rush towards the Red Archer, Kansho and Bakuya achieving Overedge as I infuse even more mana upon them, aiming for, and successful obtaining Broken Phantasm. Something that proved deadly as I threw the twin blades towards the Sides of Archer. Before Swiftly projecting a secondary Kansho, a feat I felt disgusted for doing, and then throwing it at his front, his focus having been drawn to his rapidly dwindling marble as he felt his will wave once more. Making use of the twin blades unique function, being drawn to the other pair, The two Kansho and singular Bakuya intercepted each other in the center, right at Archers position, as all three blades, boosted by Overedge and Broken Phantasm, reached the level of A rank Noble Phantasms, enough to hopefully defeat the twisted man who created such a tactic. "Triple Crane Wings." I'd utter.

"I don't even know you."

Love the music

your playlist is shit

hard on mute 🗣🔥🔥🔥

yeah...1st song being Backstreet = not listening to this....

Years after the Hero's departure, the world now in a seemingly prosperous era, interspecies peace amongst all, no elf, no dwarf, no fairy, no person could have felt the sinister atmosphere gathering amongst the continent, the decay and vile remains of demons once slaughtered by the millions by the hypocritical "hero", enraged by the deceit, the wrongful nature of their deaths at the hands of not a "hero", but a murderer, had gathered towards their salvation, their wrath, their lord, the demon king. The thousands upon thousands of innocents, soldiers fighting in self-defense against a wrongful death penalty, now point their swords toward the self-righteous, corrupt, interspecies alliance , combusting in fury, indifferent to a permanent death if only to achieve their final request. Thus the demon king resurrected, his black aura akin to an abyss, heretical wear to spite the winners of their little "battle", a mind broken and reconstructed to fit an endless desire of bloodthirst and sadism, the world shall know of the demon's torment and suffering, more than a thousand times fold, with not even the end of the world enough to account.

I like this song as I'm introvert and I'm in struggling in this Rat race life 😡

"No you get off me... it's my fight... no one else..."

If a hero falls or give up... the villain... will be not just happy... but actually sad... since the villains best friend is the heroes...

Uhh, how am I supposed to fight to these slow songs? Fake list.

felt like the first song was gonna make me nap till my last breath

"Tell me child. Do you wish to be a monster?" "No master." "Then you wish to be a hero?" "No master." "And why not?" "There will always be monsters. If heros live long enough and wipe out what others believe to be monsters then they become what the people fear. A power beyond them. They become the monster." "Then what do you wish to be child?" "Alive."

We should really let Zahak the Serpent King out from under that one mountain. I think he's suffered enough.

if you kill evil to protect many people youre a hero if you kill evil to protect yourself you are the new "villain"

“Hero, you took everything from me” Me: NUH UH!!

"You don't get it do you "Hero"? The battle is won and I am the victor! I took everything from you and in turn you took everything from me! That may seem like a loss on my end but don't be fooled for I made you go down a path of no return. A path where only the blood of your enemies satiate you. Also look around everyone is scared of you, no one trusts you. In this ordeal you are truly alone. Day by day you're going to wallow in your self pity until you take your anger on the one thing that you can... the world. You are going to be my successor and there is nothing you can do about it" "You're wrong I'll never be like you!' "Really? Then have a look" The hero runs to a shard of broken glass to look but the person he expected wasn't there. Instead there was a man, covered by his enemies blood, with a bloody knife clenched in his hand "Hero, It's already started. Hahahahahahahahaaaa..." The villain closes his eyes as he dies

here i am fighting my class test 😭😭😭

Monster! The scream at me. I don’t react. I just walk away. The only call me a Monster because I’m different, because the are afraid of me. The are afraid of what the don’t now

Every video game hero is really just the next villain

The dragon stumbles into the hall, only to see the corpses of his beloved children, the mangled body of his wife, and pieces of egg shell scattered across the nest. footsteps, metal scraping on the ground, armour clinking. “HERO-“ a piercing pain ripples through the dragon’s chest, as he lowers his once mighty head, to see the hero’s sword, lodged in his chest. The sword is inside the dragon’s heart. The dragon will die. Blood coats the floor, and yet, to the hero’s surprise, smoke fills the ceiling of the room. “what, are you preparing one final attack? It won’t work, your reign of destruction over this land is over. You are defeate-“ “We killed for food. We defended ourselves against attackers. It seems you fail to realise that we, just as a wolf, or a bear, are animals. You attack us out of fear, and yet we never showed any hostility towards your kind lest we were provoked.” Shifting his blood stained mass, the dragon faces the hero, not with fire or rage in his eyes, but with sadness and disappointment. “I thought we could live peacefully, but how could i be so naïve. Hero, today you took *everything* from me. And so…” lifting his majestic wings the dragon lifts himself off the ground. “ i take *EVERYTHING FROM YOU*” In a flash of red and black, the dragon flies through the doorway and into the night sky, unaware of the hero, who in a last ditch effort, grabbed onto the dragons tail as he took off. Laughing manically “ theres nothing you can do! Every city has defences that will take you out of the sky in seconds!” Ignoring this the dragon flies straight to the capital, all the while flaming tears stream down the dragon’s neck. The dragon reaches the city, and ascends, and just as quickly, tucks in his wings, and dives into the city. “Today, hero, you get to see THE TRUE MIGHT OF A DRAGON” Roaring at the top of his lungs, the dragon’s body begins to glow, brighter and brighter as the night sky is lit by a false sun. The city’s defences spring into action, sending spears straight into the dragon. The dragon did not care, and continued to descend. “Goodbye, hero. I hope you got what you wanted, and i hope you get a nice throne in the boiling pits of hel-“ The dragon explodes, releasing a wall of fire so powerful, that nothing even slowed it. The new sun expanded within the city walls, till the walls got in the way, and were annihilated just as easily as the people were. Hours later, the smoke disappeared, revealing what was left of the city: a giant crater, filled with lava. Some say that when they stand near the crater, they can still hear the sobs of a monster, of a dragon, of a king.

"Hero!, You Took Everything From Me" In the city of Arcadia, a tale of vengeance and betrayal unfolded, fueled by the flames of a man's shattered heart. Jack, once a believer in heroes, had his world torn apart when his family fell victim to a heinous crime. Seeking justice, he turned to the city's renowned hero, the Beacon, only to discover that the hero was the architect of his family's demise. Consumed by fury and fueled by the desire for retribution, Jack embraced his newfound identity as Shadowblade, a dark avenger driven by vengeance. With each strike against the Beacon, Jack's power grew, his determination unyielding as he carved a path of destruction through the city's underworld. The Beacon, once untouchable, found himself ensnared in Shadowblade's web of vengeance. As the city trembled beneath their clash, Jack's vendetta reached its climax atop the towering spires of Arcadia. With lightning crackling overhead and shadows dancing around them, Jack confronted the Beacon in a battle that echoed with the cries of the fallen and the roar of thunder. In a breathtaking display of skill and fury, Shadowblade emerged victorious, his blade stained with the blood of his enemies. With a triumphant roar, he declared his revenge complete, the Beacon lying broken at his feet. But as the city looked on in horror, Jack's transformation into a villain was sealed, his heart consumed by the darkness that had driven him to this point. With a chilling smile, Shadowblade turned his gaze to the city below, his vengeance sated but his thirst for power insatiable. As the darkness closed in around him, Jack whispered his final words to the Beacon, "Hero!, you took everything from me." And with that, he vanished into the shadows, leaving behind a city forever changed by the wrath of a man betrayed.

I can feel the sigma cuming inside of me 😈😈

"Hello, you took everything away from me." "womp womp"

In this comment sections, thousands if not hundreds of tales of tragic villains lie. Each one forced by the world to become Evil. Reminds me of something I once wrote "Lust was a man bereft of Love" "Greed was a man drowned in debt" "Pride was a man who always ran" "Envy was a man with nothing" "Gluttony was a man grappling for scraps" "Wrath was a man left for dead" "Sloth was a man used as a tool" "Now I ask you. Why do you think they had their sin, when the world literally made it for them."

Awoke