Chapter 13 - 14: The Great Massacre
A crimson sky loomed over the battlefield, painted with the eerie glow of the game’s setting sun. Shadows stretched unnaturally across the ruined cityscape, the remnants of once-thriving digital civilizations now reduced to rubble under the rule of the Deathlord.
Darius stood atop the shattered remains of a palace, his dark armor gleaming with an aura of suffocating power. His crimson eyes surveyed the approaching army—a massive force of over twenty thousand elite players, led by the infamous Revenant King.
At the head of the enemy ranks, the Revenant King raised his Divine Executioner, a mythic greatsword pulsing with radiant energy. Beside him, his officers, The Four Horsemen, each possessed unique abilities that rivaled gods in the game.
"Darius!" The Revenant King’s voice boomed across the battlefield. "You’ve gone too far. This world was never meant to belong to an NPC. You are an anomaly—a cancer in the system! This ends today."
Darius smirked. His presence alone was enough to suffocate the weak-willed. "You came all this way just to die? Good. I was getting bored."
Then, he raised his hand—and the dead began to rise.
The Battle Begins
With a single motion, Darius activated [Deathlord’s Ascension], and the world itself trembled.
The fallen bodies of past victims, littered across the battlefield, twitched and convulsed, their broken limbs snapping into place as they rose once more. A nightmarish army of undead warriors, their hollow eyes burning with eerie blue flames, materialized from the corpses of slain players.
The Revenant Guild hesitated for the first time.
"What the fuck—? They’re not supposed to be moving!" one player shouted in horror.