The world was invaded by the Great Conqueror Lufas and unified through force.
However, heroes rose up.
Even while being ruled, they waited for a chance, and along with others who agreed, they stood against the root of evil, Lufas, in rebellion! Oh, great heroes. Such bravery is true nobility!
Now, drag the Great Conqueror who exploits tyranny to no end down from her throne! —Yeah, I’m straight-up the bad guy.
Essentially, we split the world into two forces: the Conqueror’s Army led by Lufas, and the Army of Light led by the heroes. Then, we proceeded to leave the official last boss in the dust as we held the biggest battle in the history of the game by ourselves.
So to spoil the conclusion for you, I lost.
I mean, basically all the most powerful players were on the other side! As if I could win.
But I still tried my best.
By the time I noticed, I was already alone, but I still rampaged as hard as I could.
I used my racial skill to neutralize all the weak players—around 80% of them—and did my absolute best and managed to take it to a one-on-one fight with their leader.
......Well, at that point my HP was already dipping past the 20% line, though.
Yeah, it was over in one hit.
I made the first move and managed to bring my opponent’s HP down to 0 once, but he used the skill “Huge Comeback,” something totally for main characters, to revive himself and win a miraculous come-from-behind victory. At least, that’s how he played it.
I mean, he definitely took that last attack on purpose.
After getting hit by the leader’s—and all the other high-level players’—ultimate moves in a show of complete overkill, I was subjected to a subspace seal (a magic spell that exiles someone or something into subspace, or so the flavor text goes). It even came with the description: Finishing an enemy with this will extend the time it takes for them to revive.
Please stop! I’m already out of HP! Well, I didn’t like the idea of getting wrecked without even saying anything, so before I was completely gone I even tried to roleplay, saying, “Well done, heroes! You have done a wonderful job surpassing us! If it’s with all of you, you might be able to win, even against that detestable devil king!” ......Yeah, uhhh... I was young.
Just like that, Lufas lost, and the world was freed from her grasp. —That was how the end of the story went.
The reactions to it were really good. Enough that people said things like, “Like, this can just be the real ending,” “That was a good last episode,” “Hey, don’t forget about the devil king (lol)!,” “Devil king? Oh yeah, the one that hid until Lufas was dead. Uhhh, what was his name again?,” and “Lol, that’s way too cruel.” It was big enough that it basically sparked an internet party.
Even though I lost, I still managed to complete a huge event and was satisfied with that. I was even grinning from ear to ear as I looked at the message boards.
So, when I tried to log in the next day, an unfamiliar character popped up on the screen.
Her name was the God of All Creation, Alovenus. In the story, she was the one who created the world of Exgate, and to put it bluntly, she was basically the avatar of the devs.
She was a cheat character that popped up during times like when a player logs in for the first time or during official events, and although she does have her stats set, they’re so ridiculously high no one would ever be able to even think of beating her.
Like, what the hell? 999,900,000,000 health? You screwing with me? Even bosses don’t go past a million in this game, you know?
So, the official cheater Alovenus appeared and said this to me:
“I shall bestow upon you a new role.”
I took this as some sort of message from the devs.
Right now, Lufas was treated as a big boss character on the level of the devil king in Exgate Online. Of course, the game company wouldn’t be able to ignore her, especially if the next day I tried to log in again after such a huge event like nothing had happened. ......Yeah, I get it. Even I think it’s kinda uncool.
I was thinking, like: If I just log in like this, what’ll happen to the story if I just revive like nothing happened? So honestly, this was a godsend.
That’s why I clicked the “Yes” option in response to the message.
I had no idea what kind of event it was, but I’d been getting through official events just fine up until now.
So whatever plan they have for me, bring it on, I say!
With that thought in mind—.
Then, my vision whited out.
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And now, we’re back to the beginning.
With all these people prostrating themselves around me.
My chest was feeling especially heavy, and I had a feeling of loss along with a lighter feeling around my crotch.
I noticed the dress and cloak I was wearing, as well as my long hair on the edge of my sight along with black wings growing out of my back.
Looking with my vision, which had gotten strangely good, and using a window that was a distance away, I saw an unbelievably beautiful girl reflected back at me. It was like a joke.
I......became Lufas? Nonono. No way.
I’m a guy, right? Lufas is a girl, right? She was a beautiful girl character that I made after several hours of scratching my head over her, and for a stupid reason, too, you know? I just thought I’d be more into it looking at a cute girl the entire time rather than at a guy. Like, what’s even the point of becoming her? Now I can’t see her at all!
“......Hm. Now, We’re quite unable to grasp the entire picture...... Will someone explain this to us?” ......Heyyy!
I knew that my voice would be different. I was prepared for it.
But what was up with my speech?
I tried to say ‘Sorry, I’m not really sure what’s going on, so can someone explain this to me please?’ But instead, something needlessly pompous spilled out of my mouth.
Isn’t this exactly how I used to RP Lufas when I was playing?
“What is wrong, children of man? Raise your heads. How long are you planning to lay there? Or is this the natural posture for your people? If that is so, We apologize for our ignorance.” No, that’s not what I meant! This is just roundabout sarcasm!
This isn’t what I want to say.
‘What’s wrong? Please get up. If you keep staying like that we’ll get nowhere. Also, this might be rude, but is this just how you all are normally? If that’s the case, I’m sorry, I didn’t know!’ —That was what I was really trying to say.
But like that it was just really oppressive.
Oh no, with this habit everything I say gets blown out of proportion. What should I do?
......Ah, right! That’s what it is, my racial skill, “Pressure!” I probably have it turned on.
Uhhh, I should be able to turn it on and off...... Turn off, turn off! Come on, my Pressure!
Ghhh! My Pressure tingles......! “......Ah, is that it? Excuse us, what a thoughtless thing We have done. Of course it would be difficult to talk like this.” Pressure, OFF! I tried to will it off, but unlike in the game, no convenient window popped up, and all these strange old guys stayed with their heads down and wouldn’t move.
......Hey, I said OFF! You get it right? I want to stop my skill.
Please, just take a rest, Pressure.
Ah, no, please turn off, I’m begging you.
My desperate pleas must have worked, as all the people that had stayed prostrated up until now raised their heads, and started sending terrified looks my way.
“Oh, ohhh...... Th-this figure is...... No way...... Sh-she was alive......” Some stick of a man with long ears dressed like a priest said while shaking like a leaf.
How rude. I don’t remember ever dying.
Ah, but didn’t Lufas just die yesterday?
“O-Ohhh...... What a mistake we’ve committed...... Something that will never be forgiven......never...... Just why did the ritual for the descent of the hero...... Instead of a hero, we have released the Great Conqueror......”
“—Hm, We understand now. It seems you all know of us. Then this situation, We shall have you explain it.” It seems like that stick knows me.
Then things should go a little better if I get him to explain.
In order to calm him down I put on a smile, and tried to place my words as nicely as possible to convince him I was harmless.
“Do not be so afraid, child of man. We shall do nothing to you...... Do not worry, and tell us everything.” —But still, can’t I do anything about the way I speak?