I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game
Chapter 814
In a dark, silent arcade.
All the other machines had stopped, their screens off, surrounded by stillness.
In the center of the arcade, a single, massive game machine buzzed with rough noise, radiating the unique warmth of machinery.
The only machine still powered on in the entire arcade had a small child sitting in front of it.
The boy was dressed in a baggy hospital gown that didn’t fit his small frame, his head covered by a beanie, his skin pale from lack of sunlight.
“…”
The boy stared at the large game screen.
On the screen, marred with static, a single phrase flickered:
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