The kings Avatar: The Ascending of the king.

Prologue: A lost flame.

Always sitting down , changing from the front desk to the chair , the man who was once widely known as the ｢Battle God｣ , was now nothing but a ordinary man who spents his day gaming. He is Ye xiu , the former member of ｢Glory｣

Ye Xiu was alone in his quiet hum of the Happy Internet Café, fingers hovering above the keyboard. The dim light from the monitor lit up his face and threw shadows, but there was a look in his eyes that telling everything there was to tell. He begins to speak , his voice calm and low, now looking upon the digital battlefield before him.

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Glory. A word that once described my identity, a crown I boasted. Only, in this world Nothing is permanent The throne I sat upon had been taken away from me and the legacy that which I has laid was interfered by my new challengers. A hero's moment in the sun, so they say. - A chapter if you will....in a never-ending story of contest...and toil...

However, where I have found true glory is not in the applause and praise of man. That spirit is in the unbroken faith and untiring pursuit, it's that part of me which knows how to rise even after a fall. A person's true strength is discovered when the noise of the world ceases to exist.

They laid me down as one whose tale was done. But they were wrong. Actually,The Battle God is dead but Ye Xiu stands. In these digital worlds, I am given a new life. And every tap of the keyboard, calculated move brings some life back to that inner warrior.

I have seen it change, generation by generation of players passing through. It was my turn to come back now, no longer as a relic of the past but an entity that had yet something still left in it. A team rebirth. A fresh opportunity to shape the pages of 'Glory.'

This is more than a game – it's an all-out BLITZ, complete with the splatter of dreams and nightmares. Now, here I am reminding the world that some legends never die. They just bide their time before coming back to the fore once again.

So let them doubt me. Silence their whispers And let them wonder If I could once again Sit on my throne. Their skepticism fuels the fire inside me and I seek it out. Yes, it will be a long road full of difficulties ahead for me I am so prepared.

Remember: the most epic battles are waged silently in the shadows, well before triumph is ever declared boldly on a battlefield. And my shadow looms large. Larger than anyone.

This is my return. This is my redemption. This marks the dawn of a new golden age.

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The king will now start his journey to ascending to the throne that he was stripped away from.