“I shall see the end of this day!” In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script? I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare. Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach. This is the story of an average individual, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. † Discord: https://discord.com/invite/4YQDYXWGME
Upon explaining the situation to the party members, I followed Moon Jiyeon, who was roleplaying as the High Priestess, as she led me into a large tent set up at the center platform located inside the Dongdaemun-gu station.
Unlike the smaller tent used by the High Priestess for tarot divination, this one had a solid, fortified exterior, as though it could withstand tremendous force. Several security personnel in black suits stood guard around the perimeter, excluding a frightening amount of aura. They were all elite players, with stats likely around or above level 50.
Where were they when we were battling the Disaster of Storms?
As I thought, this was the true nature of the Kings of Seoul. Humans haven't changed even in a time of crisis.
[Only players with the required qualifications can enter.]
[The Sound Barrier has activated in this space.]