I Became the Villain's Little Brother - Reviews

good story so far but has a lot of typos. especially with power levels and names........................... . ............................. .

I say we give this a try as its sort of new, I guess?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Finally decided to start writing huh! ?. I love your work. The work is very well written, of course, that's expected. My complaint here should be obvious. WRITE MORE, RELEASE MORE. Everything else is Chef's kiss. Also please work on your synopsis, please.

Great story overall similar to other works done by this author it’s an interesting take on what the future goes bad for a bit then goes into a higher tech era I would highly recommend at least trying this story if you like more science fiction story’s if you like this story take a look at his others you will find similar quality

I am loving how the characters are been developed and even the story. the writing is also so good. well, I am hoping the author can update the chapters more often. great work??

Looking over to his wife, he asked, "Are you almost done? I'm extremely hungry."

Forster, E.M. Aspects of the Novel. 1927. San Diego: HBJ, 1955.

Prof. Oak: I got them Ash, now let's see what you send come out Pokémon, Poliwrath, Raichu, Nidoqueen, Nidoking. Wow, the final forms of poliwag, nidoran male and female and Pikachu wait looks back at the monitor at Ash and see a Pikachu on his shoulder, so he found and caught another Pikachu. Keep it up, Ash.

"The Contract Ring, where can more be acquired?" I asked after an hour of walking and verifying a few things pertaining to these stat windows. My Mana did indeed regenerate at one every half hour, and Rose had her own point counter increase by one. Since she had been active for about three hours, a little over perhaps, that meant simply being summoned would let her grow in Ring grades. I also learned that the bone mending took a lot more Mana than I originally thought. It took eight in total, and only provided minor treatment for my broken limbs. That could be a factor of mending my own wounds as I walked as well though. More testing would be required.

"Okay, okay... Let's go" the hero waved his hands and walked towards the castle.

You'll never know if you don't go

I didn't know at the time but the huge police officer who stood in front of me was a giant. But unlike some other giants, she was kind and friendly. Her kind eyes sparkled at me and she had a mouse-like nose that kept twitching in the cold, night air, "May I help you miss?" she said in a squeaky Londoner accent, "are you lost," she continued, "maybe got separated from your parents?" I shook my head. Questions pounded in my head. What should I tell her, that my father abandoned me, and my current caretaker is a drunk idiot who's not able to spell the word cat correctly, or that I'm lost, and my parents haven"t come back –which is true- and I need to be re-homed immediately?  Although the second option seems much nicer, at the time I mustn't have been thinking straight because I said: