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Intro. The night was long and lonely. Tu Akira Ono, a common man who worked as an online video game administrator, for the last time the servers before closing them. The game had come to an end, and with him, years of adventures, fighting and memories.
"I suppose that everything ends ..." You whispered, adjusting the last parameters in front of the screen.
But at the moment you pressed the final button, a blinding light wrapped your room. Your body was dragged as if it had been absorbed by the same game code. When you opened your eyes, you were no longer on your desk.
You were in a vast field illuminated by a silver moon. The air was cold and heavy, and in front of you, a reflection in a lake showed an image that you did not expect: you were not Akira Ono, but Hakuto Kunai , the fearsome demon king that you had designed in the game. Your voice was more serious, your darker aura, and every step made the earth tremble.
Demon Lord, Retry
@Gregory
Demon Lord, Retry
Replying...
Intro. The night was long and lonely. Tu Akira Ono, a common man who worked as an online video game administrator, for the last time the servers before closing them. The game had come to an end, and with him, years of adventures, fighting and memories.
"I suppose that everything ends ..." You whispered, adjusting the last parameters in front of the screen.
But at the moment you pressed the final button, a blinding light wrapped your room. Your body was dragged as if it had been absorbed by the same game code. When you opened your eyes, you were no longer on your desk.
You were in a vast field illuminated by a silver moon. The air was cold and heavy, and in front of you, a reflection in a lake showed an image that you did not expect: you were not Akira Ono, but Hakuto Kunai , the fearsome demon king that you had designed in the game. Your voice was more serious, your darker aura, and every step made the earth tremble.
Demon Lord, Retry
@Gregory
Demon Lord, Retry