Broken Eternity

For centuries, Kaizo and Griffin have fought in a constant cycle of reincarnation with no end in sight. Kaizo as a hero and Griffin as a villain - figures of legend.

However, one cycle, they wake to find themselves in the wrong roles, unknowing of how they ended up in their positions and lacking memories of their former cycle. Now, they need to find out the truth and the reason behind their sudden swap.

But do they even want to know the truth? And can they ever return to their eternity fighting as hero and villain, or to the normal life they once knew?


1. Chapter 1

There were major differences between waking up in a luxurious bed ready to be heralded by fawning servants as the world’s hero and being splayed on stone floors as if assassins trashed the place. Of course, he wouldn’t be surprised if that were the case, but being alive complicated matters.

Trying to rub himself free of the chills, he stood, eyes adjusting to the dismal lighting. Dark floors. Dark walls. Dark everything.

What about his admirers? Pristine white walls, an actual bed? Saving the world gazillions of times didn’t make him immune to the freezing open – or, in this case, the freezing indoors.

He sighed. Maybe his nemesis woke early and destroyed the Light Shrine before he could awaken. Reincarnation remained fickle – for all he knew, his rival wreaked havoc as a full-fledged adult, while here he was, a teenager still stuck in his shrine and disoriented from their ‘protective’ comatose growth. Yeesh.

Name, he reprimanded himself. When my allies arrive, I need a name. An awesome one.

A name. Names always came to him quick.


Yes, that was it. Kaizo.

He whistled and shoved his hands into the pockets of his ripped grey slacks. A decent name, for once. For him, it was less of a choice (however much it appeared to be to outsiders) and more of a ‘this name fits’. Even if said name was the stupidest word in history.

Terstendino - a name no one could pronounce. Despite his own grievances, he changed it to Ters. There'd been a sickening feeling in his gut for the rest of the cycle. But Kaizo worked. Heroic name. Fit for the grand hero (aka him).

A creak echoed, and he whipped around.

They’re here!

Light streamed in from the opening door, and two teenage figures strode in – one male and one female, he realised, as they approached him and came to a halt. The boy dipped his head, but the girl met his gaze with hazel eyes.

“So, you were right, science boy,” the girl said. Her blonde haired was tied back in a ponytail, and she wore some form of chainmail dyed blue – a knight, perhaps? “How’d you guess?”

“Instinct,” Science Boy replied. He fitted the girl’s description for him – a short boy, fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a turquoise lab coat with black garments and gloves. Did he know another scientist ally? One, perhaps? (And what scientist wore a turquoise lab coat?)

“Do either of you have a mirror?” Kaizo asked. It’d be useful to see himself – understand the impression his appearance made on his allies for this cycle.

The girl’s leather boot collided with his shin.

Sharp pain shot up his leg, and he yelped. “What was that for?!”

“For being a pampered fool,” Shinkicker replied. “As for the question, no. You’ll get one at the castle.”

“P-Pampered fool?!”

Shinkicker pursed her lips and nodded.

“Felica,” Science Boy hissed. “Respect.”

“I give respect to those who deserve it, goody-two-shoes.” Felica scoffed.

Kaizo frowned. “Felica? I prefer Shinkicker.”

Another blow whacked his leg.

“That was for being rude,” Felica said, smirking.

Science Boy shook his head and stuck out his hand. “Aynos. Pleasure, Overlord.”

Well, at least he’s not kicking me. Kaizo accepted the handshake with a smile. “I’m Kaizo.”

It took another few seconds before he registered the words. “Wait, did you just call me Overlord?”

Aynos frowned and nodded. “Yes. Why?”

Shinkicker. This dreary shrine, goody-two-shoes as an insult, and being called Overlord…

“Overlord is my nemesis’s title,” he said, voice quiet. “I’m Kaizo. The reincarnated hero. The one who gets reincarnated again and again to save the world from his rival…”

He stopped as he met the stares from his two ‘allies’.

“Dude,” Felica said, “did you hit your head?”

Aynos cocked his own head. “Sane?”

“I’m positive my mental state is fine.” Kaizo folded his arms. “Will one of you explain this? I. Am. A. Hero.”

Felica groaned. “Like I said, bumbling fool.”

Aynos sighed. “Kaizo.”

He stepped forward, biting his lip. “I don’t know the specifics, but you are in the Dark Shrine. You are the Overlord of Evil. No one has swapped you with your nemesis, and if you’re truthful, then something is terribly wrong. Our duty is the serve to our leader and whoever or whatever you may be, you’re in that role.”

“…Never heard you talk so much,” Felica murmured, and Aynos gave a silent nod.

Kaizo blinked, the words sinking in.

“BUT I CAN’T BE THE VILLAIN!” he yelled, and Aynos clasped his hands over his ears. “I’m the hero! I’m supposed to be in the Light Shrine, the Daylands, meet my good allies and save the world from evil!”

Felica scowled. “Gee, thanks for saying that to evil-aligned people.”

“B-But…” Kaizo shook his head, words whirring in his mind. “I don’t belong here! You’re supposed to my enemies!”

Aynos shrugged. “Looks like not.”

“What about my nemesis?! Where is he?!”

“Hasn’t awoken yet,” Felica answered. “My father said you two rebirthed around the same time.”

Kaizo stared, mouth agape. “…Could you two tell me about yourselves a bit more?”

Aynos and Felica exchanged glances.

“I’m Felica,” the girl said, placing a hand against her hip. “Father raised me to be your second-in-command. Well, the villain’s. And you don’t seem to be him.”

She stuck a finger at Aynos. “He’s Aynos. The so-called ‘mad scientist’.”

Aynos growled.

“He doesn’t talk much unless he’s explaining something,” Felica added. “But though his science makes no sense, there’s some dangerous stuff in his compounds.”

Kaizo glanced between the two.

Real villains.


But now, they were his ‘allies’.

Why? Why was he here, in the role of a villain?

Something must have happened…

He racked his brain, trying to find the source of this problem, the path back…

Yet, there was a hole in his memory.

One specific hole.

“Why can’t I remember last cycle?!”

A gap. A short gap in his timeline of cycles, but too large to be the pause between his reincarnation cycles. Years he couldn’t remember.

His gaze flickered up. “Do either of you remember last cycle?”

Felica shrugged. “Father never talked about it.”

Aynos shook his head. “I travel. Unknown information.”

I need to find my rival. Find out if he knows…

I need to play this role. Figure out why.

He swallowed, wresting back his desire to flee and make it back to the Daylands while he could.

But no. Heroes needed allies.

Despite his allies’ dubious moral compasses.

“So…” He hesitated. “I… guess we’re together for now.”

Felica rolled her eyes. “Sure. Now an incompetent hero’s the Overlord of Evil. After the mikros crown you, that is, because we’re sure not convincing them of your allegiance.”

Kaizo frowned. “Mikros?”

“Henchmen,” Aynos said. “Felica, hero is debatable.”

Felica raised an eyebrow. “What’s there to debate?”

Yes! I’m a hero!

“Need confirmation,” Aynos said.

Footsteps echoed, and the group turned.

Creatures pattered in, golden eyes glowing in the shadows, lithe bodies dressed in black fur and white claws scraping against the stone floors.

Well, cute critters, at least. Like meerkats. Little fluffballs of –

One of bared glimmering teeth at him.

He squashed the thought.

“Mikros,” Felica said.

A mikro stood on its hind legs, but only reached to about Aynos’s knee. “Overlord,” it said, its high-pitched voice ringing. “Your crowning awaits.”

Then it dropped back on four paws and scuttled off with its two companions.

“Well, that’s the cue,” Felica said. “Come on, buffoon. Just ‘cause they’re small doesn’t mean they’re not dangerous.”

Kaizo gulped.

With a shake of her head, Felica strode after the critters.

Kaizo sighed and headed after her.

Aynos came to his side, hands clasped. “Question.”


“Why do you reincarnate with clothes on?”

Kaizo blanched. “Did you want them off?!”

Aynos recoiled. “W-What?! No! Science! It’s illogical for you to come with clothes when you spend sixteen years of growth in a coma!”

Flushed red, Kaizo rubbed the back of his head. “I think Lady Goddess gives us our gear. The one in charge of our reincarnation.”

“Understood.” Also blushing, Aynos scurried off after Felica without another word.

Kaizo followed, his stomach churning.

The hero in the villain’s world.


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