Tyrant

A little earlier. In front of Hotel Crossroad. “This is madness, Lady White Night.” The lich lieutenant walking behind White Night spoke. “The very idea of an alliance between undead and humans is unheard of, and you’re attending a party celebrating that alliance?” Following White Night were ten liches. Their faces hidden behind long talismans…

White Night is a formidable opponent. In the game, her specs are terrifying. Once she settles in and unleashes her firepower, even the walls of Crossroad melt away like a joke. Naturally, the lives of those on the walls evaporate along with them. But games are made to be conquered. No enemy is perfect. In…

Ash had left an invitation before disappearing. Black Night sat dazedly, looking at the invitation. The luxurious invitation was neatly written, inviting her to a party. ‘A party…?’ She broke into a cold sweat at the unexpected invitation. No way, they’re inviting me to a party here? Is this something that can come from a…

“What exactly is the strategy you’ve instructed for those members of the Gambler’s Club? And which of the two White Nights have you chosen to target, and how do you plan to defeat them?” Lucas asked cautiously. “We have one week left until the next defense battle. Shouldn’t you start giving us instructions too? What…

A few days later. One week before the start of Stage 25. I visited the blacksmith in Crossroad city with Lucas. “Welcome, Your Highness, and Sir Lucas. We’ve been expecting you.” The head of the blacksmiths’ guild greeted us with a bright smile. “Your armor order is complete. This way, please.” In the center of…

In the back alleys of Lake Kingdom, White Night lay sprawled, drenched in blood. “Huff, huff…” Her other self had taken over the Magic Tower, and the nest she had built as a fortress for hundreds of years transformed into a lethal labyrinth designed to kill her. Barely escaping, White Night was severely damaged. The…

Lake Kingdom had sunk, and three hundred years had passed since then. Throughout these long years, the White Night’s Magic Tower had stood resilient. There were moments of crisis, but continuous maintenance and magical reinforcement endowed the Magic Tower with complete automation and defensive capabilities. Within it, White Night continued her research in peace. While…

Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht? Father, do you not see the Demon King? Den Erlenkönig mit Kron und Schweif? The Demon King with a golden crown and a cloak? (TL Note: This is a passage from the poem “Erlkönig” by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, a prominent German writer.) *** White Night’s first memory was…

A few days later. Dungeon Zone 8, the Grand Theater. I, sitting across the Legion Commander White Night – referred to as ‘Black Night’ in the Monstrous Front – met with this ghoulish Lich and immediately made a demand. “I was thinking, the goodwill you’ve shown seems a bit insufficient.” “…What?” Black Night uttered in…

…It’s nothing special. Even as I watched the giant eye in the sky blink and crush the Bird Monster King in one strike, I tried to think that way. It’s nothing special. It’s a formidable power, but not something we can’t handle. In the game, White Night was a troublesome boss monster. This was because…