Villain Ch 1776. The Golden Boy
Allen's focus, though, stayed locked on his own double.
The Devil Emperor clone didn't attack immediately. He just stood there, sword still sheathed, watching Allen with an expression that was equal parts challenge and disdain.
"You could've been anyone," the hacker said through his mouth. "But you had to be this. The golden boy of the devs' little story. The chosen one."
Allen rolled his shoulders, one hand tightening around his blade hilt. "I didn't choose it. I just made it look better than you could."
The clone's eyes flared red. "Then let's see if you can keep up without your fan club."
It moved—
And the world blurred.
Steel shrieked against steel as the clone's blade came free in a flash, aimed straight for Allen's throat.
Allen parried, the impact sending a shockwave through the chamber that made the ice spires groan and crack.
The clone fought like him. Every move, every shift in stance—it was like fighting his own reflection.
