"the world burned me, now i'll watch the world burn" 🔥 a villain playlist (slowed + reverb) 

🔥T I M E S T A M P S 🔥 00:00 The One to Survive - Hidden Citizens 04:02 Trouble - Adam Jensen 08:27 Last Survivor - UNSECRET 14:01 Living Proof - Des Rocs 18:38 Darkness Falls - UNSECRET 23:25 Monster - Hidden Citizens 26:09 New Blood (Reimagined) - Zayde Wølf 30:33 Bad Day For My Enemies - Adam Jensen 34:14 Straight For The Kill - UNSECRET 38:26 Maybe, I - Des Rocs 42:05 Welcome To My Kingdom - UNSECRET 45:08 Survivor - 2WEI 48:58 Let Me Live/Let Me Die - Des Rocs 53:02 Be Careful - Tommee Profitt 57:12 Smells Like Teen Spirit - Malia J

"Do not mistake my silence for weakness. Nobody plots a murder aloud."

"You call me a monster, but I know the world doesn't owe me anything. The part I realized though, I don't owe the world anything either." - a disappointed idealist.

"I am no hero. To be a hero is to sacrifice. And I've sacrificed enough. "

"The child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth.” - Anonymous

“You?! YOU did all of this?!” “Yes. Surprised, aren’t you?” “Why?!” “Because of what they did to us. To you! They started this fight. I simply finished it. All it took was time, patience, and the will to see it through to the end.” “All the horrors! The destruction, the pain and suffering!” “All of it necessary to get our revenge.” “Dear God, little brother; what have you become?!” “Myself.”

“It’s not my fault that you raised a weapon and not a child. Surely you didn’t think you would get away unscathed?”

"You thought I was the hero of the story. At one point, I did too. But now I realize I was never destined to be the hero. I was doomed to be the villain."

"I don't play monsters. I play men besieged by fate and out for revenge." -Vincent Price

Doing homework has never been so epic

"Never forget - a hero would sacrifice you for the world, a villain would sacrifice the world for you."

"Evil isn't born dearie, it's made!" - Rumplestiltskin _Once Upon A Time_

"you either die as a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself turning into a villain"

A quote I made since everyone else is doing it and I like words: "Don't mistake my kindness for ignorance, nor my silence for giving in. There is power in self control."

- There's no such thing as a hero, only those who haven't realized they're the villains. - I am not evil, I am simply the one who is willing to do what others won't. - The only thing more dangerous than underestimating me is crossing me.

The Devil leaves footprints of fire Angels leave footsteps of sunlight Man leaves footsteps with shadows Death leaves no footprints...

I just find it so funny how this kinda stuff is my jam and i can listen to this all day and make up tragic/badass scenes, then when i interact with other people im just some silly person and i feel like this is a very unique writer/reader experience Like people look at you and their like oh, this person looks so innocent and stuff and they just dont know Yall ever feel like that?

"You think you've adapted to the darkness? I was born in it. Molded by it" -Bane

"Some people just want to watch the world burn, I prefer to do the burning myself."

She walked out of the exploding building with hatred in her eyes. They will pay. They will suffer the same way she did. And just like that the whole City was on fire while she sat down in her throne and watched them burn. Every. Single. One. Their painful screams made her smile with satisfaction.

"There'll be a day when villains won and the heroes don't get the chance for redemption"

"You saved me from the flames and gave me a chance to live. I opened my heart and gave you all I could give. You left me alone saying you did all you should. You left me in pieces just because you could. You thought you were a hero who saved me from the pain. But the moment you left I burned it all down again." ..... I made this poem the day before yesterday. Thought it kind of fit💕

They always said "home is where the heart is". Well her heart was set aflame, and so she walked off from her house, now in ruins, a devilish grin plastered ear to ear on her ash-stained face.

"No, I won't forgive them. They watched me suffer, watched me scream and bleed. Now I will do the same to them. They expect mercy from me when I never even had a shimmer of it. Now they will burn as I have" This is just something I thought up of, this is not a quote from anything but my writing projects

"Y-You?" stammered a man's voice, exhausted and broken. "How could --" "Hm, I wonder -- how could I?" the woman pondered. "Maybe after years of begging for help, I was done taking silence for an answer?" "People _have_ tried!" Insane laughter broke the earnest atmosphere, ringing sharply through the air. "What, to help me? Oh, no; no, they've taught me how to suppress my feelings. How to sit still and be quiet," the woman was breathing heavily now, caressing the blade of her knife. "I still don't understand," his voice broke as he stared at the woman he loved. "You could never do this to anyone," Her eyes flicked down to the lifeless body, and up to the man. "I just did,"

THE EXCITEMENT WHEN I SAW THIS

"Men do not fear swords... they fear monsters... and oh how i have grown to appreciate the gift of fear!" A boy once without a voice, and a man with whom malice has become truth

_“Dying’s easy. You’re gonna learn about pain. You’re gonna learn about loss! Every morning, I look for ’em, Bill. I look for ’em… but then I remember. It’s gonna be the same for you. When you look at your ugly, mangled face. You’re gonna remember what you did. You’re gonna remember, Bill! YOU’RE GONNA REMEMBER ME!”_ *- Frank Castle*

I strive to live life with this kind of soundtrack playing in the back of my head.

"Always remember I am fear, always remember I am hunter, always remember I am filth... always remember... I am nothing!" this has Maul written all over it. tragic villians are my *Thing* and this is absolutely amazing.

"I'm only saving people from what i had to go through and i'm the monster?.."💔

Bargaining with a man who has nothing to loose is like inviting death to your doorstep - me (pretty proud of it)

"Fine. Make me your villain."-The Darkling-Shadow and Bone

His family were considered blessed and godly. They had inherited the most powerful element. Fire It was an element that was considered untamable. Most people strayed away from learning the fire element, but not his family. His ancestors mastered it and were given respect. Their descendants were taught discipline and were mentally and emotionally trained to handle this powerful element. One spark was all it needed for his family to become burned. It was a terrible incident, his father was badly poisoned and nearly killed everyone in their house. He could recall the screams his family let out as his father released powerful heat of fire. Just because they mastered it, didn't mean they were immune. His mother had managed to save him by shielding him from his father's powerful fire blast. Once the carnage was done, the smelt of human fleshing burning was seared into his mind. The people that worshipped his family, turned their backs on him. They treated him like scum. Monster Is what they called him. Please I'm only a child. I'm only 8 years old! He cried for help, but no one came to it. His once friends turned their backs on him, no longer extending a hand. The young kindling saw how cruel the world could be. Fire was supposed to warm people up. It was supposed to make people safe from the dark. The child now resided in a cave, it was cold and damp. He was hungry and tired. He could feel the small spark within him. It called out for revenge. He shook his head, he could not use his powers for evil. He did not want people to fear the fire element. But he wanted revenge for whoever poisoned his father. He wanted to kill the person who was responsible for killing his family. The boy cried out when a huge bursts of fire escaped his body and filled the entire cave. He was shocked at this sudden burst of power that came from him. He calmed his breathing, remembering the teaching his parents had taught him. "Why do you suppress your powers young one?" The cave started to rumble as a low and powerful voice rang out. A large shadow appeared and the boy was surprised. A red colored dragon appeared in front of him. It's underbelly was a colored gold but it's horns were black. It looked down on him with its gold colored eyes. The boy steadied his breathing. "Because I am a danger to everyone. I harness the elemental power of fire." "Indeed you do," smoke came out of the dragon's nose, "fire is a powerful and destructive element. Many people fear it because it is hard to control." The boy nodded, "Yes it is. I thought my family had control of it..." he looked down, trying to hold back the tears, "but in the end they were burned by it." "Yes they were, but not you. You were spared." "My mother shielded me." The dragon tilted its head, "She did, but I'm sure other children were protected by their parents. Were they not?" The boy nodded. "And yet you survived. Why is that?" "Because the gods thought to punish my family by keeping me alive. For me to see the failure of my family, who thought they could tame fire." "Perhaps, or perhaps the gods themselves have betrayed your family." The boy glared at the mighty beasts, "They would not! The gods are just and kind." "But they were not kind to you, were they?" The dragon moved its head close to the boy. "Dragons like me boy, we are the gods of this world. And I have seen them scheme their evil schemes." The dragon straightened its body. "You see boy, my element was never meant to be tamed, it was only meant to cause destruction. When my fellow elemental dragons saw what your family had done, they had begun to prepare your lineage's downfall. It all started with me being caged and banished from the sky realm." The boy could not believe it, the gods not only betrayed his family but their fellow dragon. The boy was mumbling something but the dragon could not hear it. "Speak up boy." The boy snapped his head up, his eyes filled with fire. "You help me burn this world to the ground, and I will help you burn the heavens." The dragon let out a laugh and it's golden eyes glowed brightly and a red aura surrounded the powerful fire dragon. "Very well boy. Let the world know, that fire cannot be controlled. Let us color the world in ash."

A heros last words to himself before becoming a villan: Why live in the light, when all it ever did was hurt me. The darkness is so much easier. It is sweet and let's me forget all my Pain. From today on I won't keep continuing the hard way, but I will finally change my direction.

AHH THIS IS PERFECT! I found your other villain playlist yesterday and it helped me finally figure out my villains backstory, so I’m really looking forward to this one! I found your channel recently and you have helped me so much!

“Isn’t it silly how those who never resist are always the most abused?” For my scars and bruises they rejected me, for my cold and emotionless face they never trusted me, and because of all that suffering they still blame this outcome on me! It was your negligence that made me cold ! It was your ignorance of my pain that made me want revenge! It was the loneliness that taught me a lesson; no one can be trusted, and in order to make a world of truth there can only be one man to keep it. “I will be the chosen truth keeper! I will make the world beautiful again without lies and deceit: without the rest of you to taint my new world!

"This is the last time I will be burned for trying to save this city. just because you don't agree with my means doesn't mean they aren't just. I will not come after you, but if you get in my way, I will dispose of you so I can finish what I started. I will save this city like you never could and there is nothing you can do about it."

My jaw dropped when I played this for the first time... now it's on repeat :)

this was an assignment for school and i thought it fit: The date is November 22, 1879, it’s about 9 am and a crowd of citizens was surrounding the royal palace, waiting impatiently for the news. Murmurs were all you could hear. Then, the chamberlain came out with a joyful smile. “The Queen’s son is born!” He shouts. The King gracefully marches in alongside the chamberlain as everyone begins to cheer. “Oh! The King is here!” someone said from the crowd. Everybody kneeled in unison. He smiled, “Just this once, you can act casual. No need to kneel. Don’t get used to it, though.” The crowd slowly stood up. Confused, but not questioning his authority. Someone raised his hand hesitantly. The king looked over and nodded. “Uh, what will the baby be named, sir?” He said. The King sighed happily, “Well, we’ve been thinking about the name for a long time, and Artemis is the name we’ve decided on.” “Prince Artemis is born!” the crowd says. I’m sure that’s the only time they’ve acknowledged me for me. Now it’s the year 1901, and I’ve been overlooked for far too long. It’s time for some changes around here. “Artemis?” The King raises his voice at me, breaking me out of my trance. “Can you go fetch me a glass of water? I’ve asked multiple times.” I slightly flinch. After comprehending what my father told me, I stood up and nodded. “Sorry.” “Artemis, why are you always so quiet?” I sigh, “Maybe it’s because I have nothing to say.” “Now, I know that’s a lie. Your head is always in the clouds. There’s one thing you can manage to speak verbally, right?” If I began speaking about them, I would be sent to a mental hospital. I opened the large, marble-carved doors and walked through. Walking to follow my task, I blank out. I start over-analyzing about how I’m walking, one foot in front of the other. One-Two, One-two, it’s like a ritual. Walk in this specific way. This is the only way you’ll walk, or you’re considered a freak. Everybody that doesn’t copy the King’s actions exactly, 24/7 is considered a freak. This family needs to change the kingdom. Then I got to the kitchen! I always space out when I go into that long hallway. Odd. I lugged one of the many heavy jugs of water that we’ve collected and placed it near the wooden cupboard, where we keep the cups. I was sure to take the King’s special glass cup, that only he drank out of. It was about double the size of the other cups. It’s the only cup he uses. Like a spoiled child. I placed the cup and carefully poured the water into it. My arms were shaking, trying to control the jug. I’ve been attempting to work out more often, but for now, I’m still weak. Once I filled it up to a reasonable level, I used my knee to support the jug as I fastened the lid. Once it was finally secured, I let my arms drop. I panted like a dog as I angrily put the jug back. I rolled my eyes as I regained my balance. I looked over the corner to make sure nobody saw me. Luckily, nobody was there. I’m sure I made lots of noise, though. Now I’ve got to think of a fib. The hallway will give me plenty of time. I carefully held the cup as I kept my eyes looking ahead. “I’ll just say I tripped over the jugs. Yes, that’s fine,” I whispered to myself. I returned back into my father’s room and handed him the glass. “Thank you, Art, a glass is just what I need right now,” The King said as he took a sip of water. “No problem, dad.” I hate when he calls me Art. I’m not sure why, but I despise how my name sounds in nicknames. Refer to me as either Artemis or nothing. Ironically, I’ve been drawing my entire life. I’m great for my age. I went to my room and grabbed my sketchbook. Realism portraits are my specialty, but I’m learning how to draw differently. I sat near the edge of my bed, near my mirror so that I could study my face. I held my pencil as I looked at myself. I’ve drawn myself before, but each time, something feels different. I notice something new about myself just by looking in a mirror. I have curly copper colored hair, with one rebellious curl that stays in the middle of my face. I have grey eyes. People always mistake them for blue, though. I counted how many freckles I had, because each time, I somehow find a new one. I leaned into the mirror and started. “.. Is that even a freckle?!” I thought to myself. There was a spot that was right below my right eye, which seemed too big to just be a freckle. I rubbed over it and it didn’t seem like one. It must be a mole. I leaned back slightly until I stopped. Looking at my reflection, memories came flooding back to me again. The memories of not being my own person, only The King’s son. I was never Prince Artemis to them. Soon they would know my name. Soon they would understand who they’re overlooking.

"what the heck have you done Alicia?? " her male friend questioned her in terror, "what?? " she shrugged and replied "mom told me that we should give back what others give us either it is love or hate, so I'm just showing gratitude and giving back them EVERY. SINGLE. THING "as she listened to their agonizing screams, watching the house burn in which she was tortured to death in which her pain, her cries and pleads were muffled to the outer World.

My villain quote towards the so called "hero': am i a monster for trying to survive?am i vengful for returning the 'favor' you have once done for me? You and everyone else have turned their backs on me when i needed help the most, you broke my mind, corrupted my sanity, crossed my wires and MURDERED ME !!!..... Now its time i return the favor

This is perfect for the story I'm working on at the moment. I've got a couple ideas for the villainess and these songs just generate more and more scenarios for her.

I am writing a book with villains fighting against villains until everyone is dead there will be no hero because of you

I was trying to find a playlist with this exact vibe earlier this week - seeing this posted today feels like fate 😊

I love you, Abbie! I had RU-vid randomly playing your videos and this Playlist popped up. Instantly two major scenes developed in my mind that answered a series of questions I've been struggling with in my series for a year, while listening to the first 3 songs. Now I can finally write them!

This is by far my favorite villain playlist and just discovered some new fav songs also in the process! Thank you!

I've seen this on my feed so many times and never knew Des Rocs had placed on this list either (since his music almost screams villain vibes). Brand new fave for the fics!

Oh! This is perfect I'm just about to get back to a part that's working on my villain. 😃

That is so cool, usually I always find the same songs in these kind of playlist, this is the first time I discover a bunch of them in one playlist only! Thanks you so much! I might listen to this video in loop for a while now!

I was not prepared for the raw power😮 thank you for sharing this!

Omgomgomg thanks for this playlist!!! Listening to this now ♡

Fire, something I have known so intimately one could say it is a part of me. So I was unsurprised when I rose from the flames unscathed, the Hero though, oh they were surprised. H: "What? How is this possible? What have you done?!!", disbelief morphing ever so quickly into anger as it often does. "Your not the first to face me, you won't be the last. Did you think I was still here by blind luck? No, here you are the fool.", I say as the flames dim to a flicker and then fade to embers. H: "Flame cleanses, why should the flame not have cleansed an evil thing like you?" "Isn't it obvious? I'm not evil, there's nothing here to cleanse, not in me. I was made by the fire, molded by the heat, and scorched by the embers!". Horror slowly spreads across her face, the gods lied to her it seems, just like all the others. H: "What are you?", fear makes her voice tremble, but that question THAT ONE QUESTION, is the last one I want to hear from a puppet given the title Hero. "What am I?! I AM WHAT IS MADE WHEN THE UNWANTED IS CAST INTO THE FLAMES, I AM WHAT REMAINS WHEN THE LAST SHRED OF HOPE HAS TURNED TO ASH IN YOUR HANDS! and I will be here long after you're gone.". Flames ignite and spread across my skin, burning in familiar channels along my scared flesh. A single tear makes its way down my chin before evaporating in the heat. The Hero's trap, crafted to trap me and her together so that she may end the existence I have forged for myself from the god's misconduct, has become her tomb, and she knows it. "The words I was told when cast into the flames of the world still ring true, ironically enough.", I raise my hands to the sky as the fire burns hotter, spreading across the ground and pooling in my hands. "It was never meant to be..." I burned once more, and this time the world came with me.

You're an absolute genius. This playlist is in the process of giving me back my study motivation.

The first playlist where I enjoyed every song on the highest point. It was musical ecstasy🤤Thank you!

Perfect timing as always Abbie!

Yes! This is perfect for what I'm currently working on, thank you!

This is such a wonderful playlist! I'm vibing hard with it as I write about a world on edge :)

Easily the best Playlist I've found for choreographing scenes in my head so far. Thank you

I'm feeling so lonely and alone, been left outside and making so many bad thoughts about myself, but somehow these songs make me feel better. Giving me a reason to not give up. Kind of strange though since it's like a villain playlist. I fell in love with this playlist, especially with the first two songs. Thank you so much for creating this playlist. Listening to this, reading comments, or reading my book it makes me feel better each night.

Your music compilations are amazing!!! Please keep going! You’re awesome 🎉

this is fantastic and the best playlist I've ever heard

TBH, I always search these type of playlist not for the songs, but actually for the comments 😅 you guys are very creative

This playlist is amazing. I love it

"Do you really believe you are innocent?' "Yes." Then prove it. Strike me down," "You-I can't..." "Why not? Prove to them. Prove to them all, the people who trusted you and confided in you, that you truly are the person you say you are." A little convo i imagined the villain in my book would say to the mentor of the hero.

thank you so much for these playlists. they really help me write. the books that i write it's hard for me to describe and find music for thank you

This is going down as one if not my favorite mixes 🤌🏾

"A child who is not embraced by the village will make a sick villain playlist about wanting to burn it down. Because it's edgy" -African proverb. Probably

Her eyes widened in terror, behilding the monster that her lover had become. "Please," She pleaded, "What made you this way? You were so...." "Kind? Loving? Blided by my morality?" The dark figure grebbed her throat. His words hurt the young woman more than the gleaming dagger he stabbed into her chest. "In one moment of cruel weaness I allowed myself to lose sight of my true potential! I let you pull me back into the light." He twisted the blade. agonizing pain shot through th girl's body and she screamed for help. No one heard her. No one came. "Because of you I lost everything," The an continued, "My home, my respect, my army. Your love has ruined me." The figure released the knife, leaving the cruel blade jammed between her ribs. "You and your friends have made my life a hell. Now you shall walk through it yourself and feel the pain I've hidden all these years." The girl watched the shadowy form of her lover walk through the hazy smoke as ruby tongues of flame invaded the coridor. She tried to tear the knife from her chest, but did not have the strength. (Just an amature writer trying to guage intrest by responding whith insiration from sound tracks. Hope you enjoy.)

I love comments that seem straight out of a book. I started writing a book and that's where I get my inspiration.

I love your playlists! 💕

This is so damn glorious..... praise you for giving us this immaculate energy!

"I am done being the hero and helping! Sacrificing myself for others.. It's time to see how much you are sacrificing for me."

Normally I don’t like this type of playlists but this one slayed

The fire deliciously licked the side of the building. Screams could be heard from inside, gut wrenching and desperate. The villain smirked, flicking her lighter on and off, toying with the flame. No one was going to stop her. As she walked away she threw her lighter into the pile of fuel, and kept walking as the building went up in smoke, that sinister smile never leaving her lips.

"Everyone is the hero in their own story," the wind blowing against the thin brimmed hat did little to phase their focus as a smile spread across the face of the lone gun wielder looking down the barrel of a 6 shooter. The dust didn't even warrant a second's hesitation as the hat wearer quickly pulled out their own gun and braced their arm for the inevitable recoil from the rifle shot. "Do you really believe that?" was the only response that echoed across the asphalt of the empty desert gas station that soaked in the sun as it glared down from directly overhead. The rifle was on the hood of the dust covered car, the smell of burnt rubber and low octane came off the hot metal as it sat slowly warming under the covered roof. "Maybe for you, but not for me, I knew where I stood long before this happened," again the smile seemed to grow wider, "you could say I lived this hell before it even got here, and I've just been waiting for the world to catch up." the wind carried the words farther then the pistol wearer expected since the world that was from Before was now covered under ash and sand. Only the strong survived in the world they were in now. "If you aren't the hero, then what are you? why are you doing this?" the rifle was waving unsteadily as the heat picked up between the waves of wind that had once been a busy freeway road. There had to be a way out of this, after all that had happened, it couldn't end like this. "I am the last one standing," the words were spoken softly and carried across the gap between the two of them as the heavy crack of a gun going off echoed across the open land.

I just thought of this "home is were the heart is.... I don't have a home"

Wow this is perfect! Need to write a torture scene - but my MC is not the victim, that makes it even harder for me xD I really needed that kind of music

I stumbled upon your playlist as I was looking for some background music to listen to while I paint. Thank you for taking the time to make this playlist.

This perfectly fits my character! Real depth in this music.

I'm writing an article on data recovery while listening to this playlist. This is really keeping me motivated to finish my task.

Ouu, Thanks Abbie! Imma use this to write my MC who's also the Antihero.

The first song: I will be the one to survive My villain who literally gave himself the title: The Survivor: “Well, well, well. 😏”

THIS is an amazing playlist! Thank you. I will write my story to this ❤

Love this list so much! But OMG I neeeeeeeed your rendition of Darkness falls as a stand alone just to throw on repeat... it is like the embodiment of one of my newest characters and the original just does NOT hit the same way at all xD

"u can mock my attitude but u cannot mock my personality my personality is mine but ur thinking is mine neither"

I've discovered that a quiet evening with some acoustic tunes is the perfect recipe for recharging my energy.

These songs are very acceptable I’ve been looking for something to work with my crossover fanfic stories.

They let me down. I will now take them down

Only behind the safe confined of your hard work are you given the privilage to watch the world burn as u sit in comfort. Without it you'll simply be the next entertainment for the ones working harder than you are. There's a pleasure on others demise as a reminder of your hard work keeping you from becoming the victim.

I tend to lean towards the villains more because I find them more interesting Great playlist BTW Very entertaining

I have also used music as an inspiration for writing my stories (mostly classical music and classic rock). Is this a common trait in writers? Abbie, maybe this is something to explore in a future RU-vid episode.

"Isn't it ironic, that a hero wears a mask to hide their face, but a villian wears their face because they are tired of the mask?"

Okay but burn from 2wei would perfectly fit into this playlist 😩the song is sooo badass always reminds me of maven and cal 🫣

This is a nice one Abbie. Well done.

I love your playlists! Especially the villain themed ones🖤

HECK YEAH now that's what im talking about when i say villian playlist!! tysm Abbie it was hard to find a villian playlist thats not completely soft

I love this. Thank you so much.

Who ever made this playlist thank you 😊 🤩

["What are you waiting for?" he asked with the challenge in his eyes and a gun to his head "Your victory is just one pull away." The hero remained unfazed, the steel in her eyes clearly showed her firm will. There was no anguish in them; she would not do what was needed. "If you won't shoot me, I will find a way to shoot you. You're giving me plenty of time." "Why am I alive, then?" she baited, at last, obviously underestimating him. He couldn't blame her; he was in quite a predicament. "Because it's not just about killing. It's about the message it sends to those watching." He smiled, showing his teeth, coated in blood. "I won't let your death go to waste." Her sneer would haunt his dreams to the end of his hopefully short life. "You are sick." "No, I am a visionary. There's nothing that life can offer us. If there's no purpose in life, we must find one in death. I do." "Why should I kill you, then? No one's watching. You don't need to die." Yes, he could rot in jail instead. No, that wouldn't do. "You see, it's different with me," he leaned in, forcing her armed hand to fall back "I died so many times that another one wouldn't even matter."] This playlist is fire, no matter if it comes to just the sound or giving inspiration