The world had been completely turned upside down after the invasion. I became a player, a superhuman in this changed world, and even reached the ranker status. I was on the verge of becoming a high ranker.
‘If only you hadn’t been so reckless?’
I lost my strength due to the betrayal of a trusted comrade and became a fugitive.
‘I’m sorry.’
The one I loved handed me over to the enemy.
I, who had led numerous players to conquer gates, became no better than a slave.
Every day was a continuous cycle of wanting to die.
The only reason I kept living was the desire to take revenge on those who had betrayed me someday.
However, the long period of slavery had even extinguished the desire for revenge.
‘What’s left for me… is nothing now.’
When only emptiness remained, the system message I thought I had lost appeared.
[You have been chosen as the Vessel of Chaos.]
[Do you accept?]
[Warning: Depending on your choice, the world may face destruction.]
Destruction?
There was only one thing I could do.
Revenge!
The last embers of revenge that were fading away.
“Puh… Puhahaha…”
It was to ignite those embers.
“I… accept…”
My consciousness faded, and when I regained it, what I saw was.
“Are you the Vessel of Chaos? Hmm.”
“……”
“……Isn’t something wrong?”
It was the Three Kings, the masters of the invaded world.