Villain of my own novel

In a large, 500-foot room filled with training dummies, weapons, and equipment. A handsome man with golden blonde hair and bright, cyan-coloured eyes had sweat trickling down his well-toned martial body, while his fierce gaze was fixed on the immobile training dummy in front of him.

TAK-TAK

"Huff...huff...huff...haa!!" With a subtle yell amid his huffs, he stopped swinging the wooden sword at the training dummy.

Picking up his sweat-drenched towel that was dropped on the ground next to him, he wiped off his sweat and looked at his hands, which were filled with calluses.

"Not enough." He mumbled under his breath. His name was Charlie Rowse, Charlie Rowse Sheovaria, the heir, the crown prince of the Sheovaria empire. Since he was not seen outside the empire, no one knew what he looked like or if he really existed, so it wasn't that difficult for him to join the academy without garnering too much attention.

In his childhood, there was an assassination attempt on him, and unknowingly, Charlie's body moved on its own and he killed the assassin. The mental trauma he received from that was too much for a child to bear, and he had socially isolated himself, too scared to witness something like that again, until that happened.

One ordinary night, when he had just turned eighteen, somebody or something said, "Wake up!" Those were the words he heard before waking up in a huff, drenched in cold sweat.

After that night, the fat, lazy, good-for-nothing crown prince changed. Why? Because he learned what his fate held for him. He was "chosen" to defeat the "Fate-less." An existence who held his fate in his own hands was called the fate-less or the fated enemy.

Charlie was fated to fight many strong opponents in the future and an endless number of enemies, so he needed companions who would fight Charlie's enemies together with him, which was the reason he joined the academy, where great talents were gathered.

The same fate that determined Charlie's reason for existence also tied his fate to a woman who was created to be his. "His" woman would appear in front of him as the soon-to-be wife of the emperor, Charlie's father. Charlie's father, the emperor, was a person who lusted after Charlie's fated woman and forcibly married her, and Charlie, the chosen one, would kill the emperor and take away his fated woman, who, due to her traumatic experience with Charlie's father, doesn't love him. Only later, after years pass and they spend time together, does she finally accept him.

'Everything will start from this day forth.' He thought there were only a few months before the fate-less would be revealed to the world, so before that fated day, Charlie had to get stronger, a lot stronger than anybody else. Clenching his fists, Charlie glanced back at the training dummy, which was a few steps away from him.

He didn't know what the Fate-less or his fated woman looked like, but since he trusted his fate and knew he was bound to meet them very soon, he just focused on getting stronger.

BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!

With a loud 'boom,' a strong tremor cruised through the training ground Charlie was in. Frowning, Charlie rushed towards the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he noticed many people rushing towards the sparring ground, so without wasting too much time, he joined the crowd and zoomed towards the sparring ground.

*

In a matter of minutes, half of the seats in the sparring ground were filled with cadets, professors, other academic staff, and a few higher-ups of the academy, gazing at the physical training professors in the middle of the sparring ground.

The dust cloud soon cleared up and revealed five figures: two standing in front of each other holding swords in their hands, two professors standing immobile, gazing at the sparring figures with their mouths wide open, and another goddess-like, beautiful woman standing there with a smile on her face.

BA-THUMP!

"!?" She was so beautiful that Charlie's heart skipped a few beats as he felt a chill around his heart. Even though he was mesmerised by her beauty, he couldn't help but follow her gaze that was fixed on the now standing figure, who was insanely handsome as well; he was so handsome that Charlie felt inferior to him. The man slowly raised his broadsword behind his head, directing all attention towards his sword.

"I.... "World Splitter."" With those words, their worlds darkened, making the weaker ones shudder in fear, which included Charlie, who was already stronger than the rest with his level being 15.

WHOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!

He saw a thin, pitch-black, light-devouring line fall down on him in the middle of a white-dyed world, but suddenly, the world returned to normal, and their gazes were instantly drawn to the figure who was responsible for the phenomenon they just witnessed. But they could only see a figure that had slumped down on the ground, unconscious.

"Can....room? We are a couple, so.... privacy...." The beautiful, black-haired woman said, breaking a lot of people's hearts with just a few words.

"Lucky basta*d!" Somebody in the crowd cursed, and it was unanimously agreed by the crowd.

*

A week later.

"Exactly! I saw a literal demon swinging his sword down at me!!" Said a man surrounded by his group that was listening to his words with twinkles in their eyes.

"Do you even know how handsome that man was? Kyaaaa!!" Yelped a woman with a bright blush on her face, as the group around her also blushed slightly, listening to the exaggerated rumours that have cruised throughout the academy in the past week.

'At least keep it real!' Charlie scoffed inwardly. He was feeling a bit bitter whenever he heard the exaggerated rumours, which were only about him before that man appeared.

"Whooooo.... Do you know how hot that woman was? I'm getting a bone-" Charlie heard a man commenting with a disgusting tone. Charlie knew that if that man continued his words then it would get too disgusting, and he didn't if he'll be able to leave him alone then. Unable to hold back that abrupt urge, Charlie lashed out at the man who had just spoken out those words, held his collar, and lifted him up into the air.

"Watch what you say." He said it in a cold tone, dropped him on the ground, and walked off without looking back.

*

After arriving at his classroom, he sat in the middle row with his face buried in his arms.

'F**k! Why did I lash out like that? I have learned to control my emotions since I was a kid; why did I lose control now? What's wrong with me!!!?' Charlie thought and ruffled his hair roughly with a sigh, and smiled bitterly, glancing at the humongous white board and screen behind the podium.

The room was semi-circular, as the benches were spread out in a circular manner and arranged in descending order from the back bench. The class was filled with a few people that were chatting among their friends, while some women and girls stole glances at Charlie, whose charm wasn't to be underestimated.

"And they agreed to your suggestion?" A cold yet cheerful voice resounded throughout the classroom, carrying a certain power and charm in just the man's words that soon silenced the entire murmur-filled classroom.

Soon, a handsome black-haired man walked into the classroom through the open door; his eyes were bright orange, slightly arched together with the bright smile on his face, and his ears were slightly longer, but not enough for him to be considered an elf. He was walking in reverse as his hair fluttered, increasing the charm of his bright, smiling face. He wore simple, formal clothes with the top two buttons unbuttoned, which made him look erotic in the eyes of all the women present in the classroom.

Following after him, walked a godly beauty with black hair and obsidian black eyes. With innocence and confidence displayed in them, her smile enticed a lot of emotions in the men present, but that was killed as soon as they noticed an ominous gaze landing on them. They felt like a small prey in front of a humongous predator as soon as the gaze landed on them. It wasn't until the woman spoke that the ominous gaze averted.

"Stop, you're scaring the kids." The godly beauty with a kind heart spoke, saving them from the predator.

"What did I do? It was their fault for gazing at you in that way." The man spoke with a scoff.

"You won't be able to make friends like that!" Said the woman with a sigh, and she dragged the man towards the podium and asked him to bow, only to be rejected outright.

"Haa... Ah, hello!" Greeted the woman with a smile on her face, but it was only when they looked closely that they could tell that the woman's smile didn't reach her eyes, which were cold and indifferent, unlike how it was when they talked to the man.

"I'm Isha." Isha introduced herself and glanced at the man, eyeing him to do the same.

"Eshwar." Said Eshwar and gently pulled Isha by her waist and walked to the back bench, sitting in the right corner before his focus was completely on her, ignoring the different gazes he was receiving.

"....." Looking at the couple giggling joyfully, Charlie involuntarily clenched his fists.

"Oh, look at you, love birds; you aren't leaving each other even in the other world."