Make Dark Fantasy Great Again

[Title: The Star of Defying Heaven is hostile towards you????] Content: Why??????????? I didn't do anything????????? -: Do you really think so? -[Author]: What the hell is it this time Did they hide another damn trigger? -: Look at what kind of character the Star of Defying Heaven is She's a female character, right? Okay? -[Author]: Okay? What nonsense What am I supposed to do about it, damn it -: Your logical development speed is like Schumacher's zero to sixty? -: At that level, just accept it -: Did you happen to farm the Sword of Power??? -[Author]: Sword of Power? Yeah, they gave it when I raised the Ash Group's reputation -: Why did you do that? -[Author]: What the hell am I supposed to do Should I not raise the Ash Group's reputation then? Damn it -: I'm not the one who commented asking why -[Author]: Ah sorry;; The IP is different Jung Pyeongtaek that bastard -: I'm not either though -: Anyway, that Sword of Power Seems like you progressed the chain quest that pops up when you get it You shouldn't progress that chain quest You should just leave it as the Ash Group entrusted it, don't unwrap it and stay still -[Author]: Ah damn, no wonder The reward was too good for just a reputation reward item -[Author]: But wait Clearing the Sword of Power chain quest What does that have to do with that crazy giant bitch being hostile to me? -: The Star of Defying Heaven is in a gaslighted state -[Author]: Gaslighting? -: Yeah Originally the Star of Defying Heaven was managing it at the Ash Group's request Meanwhile the sword has been gaslighting the Star of Defying Heaven hardcore Something like 'Someone who's just mindlessly strong like you can never become my whatever' But then That magic sword suddenly recognizes someone else as its master So she just goes completely crazy That was the magic sword's intention -[Author]: Ah okay I understand what you mean But what's this about a magic sword all of a sudden? Seems like a spoiler about the Sword of Power's identity -: Is this the right reaction to being spoiled? -: Shit what do we do, the kid's broken That's why I said to do it moderately -: Spoilers the other person wants... are these really spoilers? -: For real;; suddenly don't want to spoil This is just information delivery -[Author]: Ugh spoilers ugh fucking hate it ugh don't want to know -: Idiot lol that's actually a clone made by Domination magic sword, didn't know? lololololol -: Creating owner-tailored gaslighting swords and spreading them to cause discord is Domination magic sword's ability lol -: After being sealed, awareness of being a magic sword disappeared so it doesn't even notice it's a magic sword lol Ifrien is getting fucked by those clones right now lol -[Author]: Ugh all my curiosity got resolved ugh annoyed -: What are these guys doing? *** -Honestly! These lumps of iron can't get enough when they see their maasssterrr!!! I guess they have a discerning eye for what they are? Even though they're lowly beings without eyes! Kuhahaha!!! The voice of the spirit(?) coming from the Inner World. It was content that resonated with Risir in many ways. Of course. He had never been dissatisfied with such a fact. Swords with ego and the mysterious power that is their source. They were legendary swords that ordinary swordsmen would find difficult to possess even once in their lifetime. How could receiving the attention of such swords be cause for complaint? As a swordsman- No... As a mage-priest-shaman-dark mage-swordsman. However, this time, their attention couldn't help but be burdensome. -Hey big one, what are you doing! I thought you were quite sensitive for someone your size, was I mistaken!? Can't you hear me telling you to return me to that youngster!? The Sword of Power treating the large woman like a servant. And- "..." It was because of the large woman who was staring at him intently after hearing the sword's words. "Ha, haha-" Risir smiled awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable. The woman walked heavily and approached right in front of him. Risir, who had briefly turned his eyes upward, soon lowered his gaze completely. An unrealistic difference in height. As the distance closed, the woman had to adjust the angle of her head, not just her gaze, to look down at Risir. Risir was the same. To meet her gaze, he would have to lift his head like an adventurer looking up at a cliff- He thought it would be better to keep his eyes lowered like now instead. Risir was suddenly feeling like a child facing an adult. "..." Then. The woman abruptly held out the Sword of Power. Whoa. It's the Sword of Power. Risir wasn't fortunate enough to readily accept the sword like that. He was certain. If he accepted the sword gladly in this situation, the woman's dissatisfaction would be directed entirely at him and turn into resentment. He would become what you might call 'somehow a fucking annoying guy.' All he had done was accept the sword's choice! It was a very common oversight in human relationships. You don't necessarily have to do something wrong to give a bad impression to the other person. Right now, Risir was clearly aware of that aspect. 'The more friends the better, the fewer enemies the better...' Risir reflected on the life wisdom he pursued. He couldn't tell if the large woman was suitable to befriend. However, it was certain that she was someone he shouldn't turn into an enemy. That presence, like facing a mountain, clearly proved it. 'It's certain. She must be a big shot I don't know about-' When his thoughts reached that point, Risir felt considerable difficulty. -Hey, youngster! What are you doing! Hurry up and take it! The dignity of a big shot was extremely delicate- -This body has chosen you! Instead of this spirited big one! Do you plan to move only after I personally explain how great that is and you faint from it!? The current situation was constantly damaging that delicate dignity. The evidence was the woman's gaze piercing the top of his head growing heavier by the moment. At this point, Risir also began to feel resentment toward the Sword of Power. 'If it's a sword that only strong people can draw, it should go find strong people, so why me-' Would it be too sensitive to think that its actions were driving a wedge between him and the woman? 'Huh? Wait.' Then. Risir's gaze turned toward the Sword of Power. Right. He was definitely in a sensitive state right now. Magic sword. He had entered the city and was moving around looking only for that one thing. It was natural to become sensitive when facing a mysterious and unusual sword. 'A sword with mysterious power whose identity is unknown...' "Sir Danil." The fresh-faced young man who had been fidgeting between the sword and woman had disappeared at some point. The Hero of Advancement's eyes held a faint sharpness. "Come to think of it, I rushed forward without properly knowing what kind of sword this is." "Ah." Just as Danil was about to speak. "Hey, kid." It was a voice like a beast's low-frequency growl that created ripples in the other person's inner being. "Getting tired in your arms?" Risir felt clear emotional turmoil in that voice. Wounded pride. The resulting resentment. "..." Risir carefully lifted his head to look up at her. Risir had once been a bastard. He had encountered countless condescending gazes. However, this was the first time he had encountered a gaze like this. Now, she was truly dealing with a being weaker than herself. Perhaps this was what the gaze of a socialized predator would be like? Gleaming brown eyes. Risir met that gaze head-on. "That's not possible." "..." Smirk. The woman raised one corner of her mouth. It was a smile steeped with competitiveness like the rank scent of a beast. "...!" Danil, who had been watching the situation from the side, was shocked. He hadn't imagined the situation would flow so urgently. So he had forgotten to give the hero a hint about her. Arisha, the Star of Defying Heaven. She was a person with strong competitiveness and even stronger capriciousness. Even the Ash Group's fanatics were careful with their actions in front of her. The moment those strong competitive spirit and capriciousness were stimulated, anything could happen. Just like right now. Not only meeting her gaze head-on, but going against her wishes. "Hero! Right now, please take the sword as she says-" The fanatic urgently trying to dissuade him. The Star of Defying Heaven raised her arm toward him. The fanatic immediately stopped speaking. Her pride had already been thoroughly trampled by the Sword of Power. Her current state could be compared to a volcano on the verge of eruption. 'This is...' Therefore, Danil could only pray earnestly. That Risir would make the right choice and not provoke her any further. The problem was. It might already be too late. The Star of Defying Heaven. The Hero of Advancement. The moment the Sword of Power chose the hero between the two, she would have already suffered a wound to her pride. 'Even if the hero politely yields the sword, to Arisha's personality it would feel like humiliating pity-' Would it be possible to persuade her with words? Well. If such a method existed, Danil would want to know it too. In his opinion, there was only one way to restore Arisha's wounded pride right now. Proof; Arisha would prove that the Sword of Power was wrong in 'her own way.' That she was the one who deserved to be chosen by the Sword of Power! That was why Danil was half going insane. Looking at her capricious personality alone, the Star of Defying Heaven had a worse reputation than a certain Wandering Star.. It wouldn't be strange at all if she crippled one of the hero's limbs. 'If not for Ash's Word, we wouldn't have brought in such a troublesome existence...!' Danil's thoughts ended there. "...No, no matter how I think about it, I need to hear what you're babbling about." The Star of Defying Heaven's monologue broke the uncomfortable silence that had been flowing through the place. Her reason had tried in its own way to resolve the situation amicably but ultimately failed. "Kid. This sword chose you, not me. But why can't you accept this sword?" -Are you really asking because you don't know!? With someone your size scowling in front, of course he has to read the mood! That's why! That's why I chose that youngster instead of you! "But. That kid can't even properly draw you from the scabbard. What's needed to handle you is power. Pure and absolute power. Am I wrong?" -Yes! You saw correctly! "Then why? Why did you choose this kid instead of me?" -Because I sensed a great power beyond your 'physical strength' in him!!! The giant's pride. Stubbornness. Honor. The Sword of Power was stimulating these with surprising persistence. As if trying to peek into her inner self and dominate it. "A great power beyond my physical strength..." The emotion Arisha felt was expressed through a smile full of competitiveness. "You heard, right?" Arisha once again held out the sword to Risir. "Kid. Whatever you say, this sword has acknowledged you. That's all there is to it." Arisha was in an impatient state. The opponent needed to accept that sword quickly so she could prove that the sword was wrong. Right now she was not in a state where she could be persuaded by any words. She was no longer in a state where she could be persuaded by words. "Isn't it strange?" Yet instead of moving his arms to receive the sword, the hero spoke. "Kid. Are you trying to teach me?" "That's not it. I'm just trying to determine right from wrong." Even as he said that, the Hero accepted the sword Arisha held out. Just as Arisha's heart was about to race. Clang! "...!?" Arisha's expression, which had been dominated by competitiveness, crumbled. The hero. He had suddenly thrown the Sword of Power to the ground. -Youngster!!! What the hell are you doing!!! The sword's voice held greater bewilderment than anger. The Ash Group. The Star of Defying Heaven. It was his own aura that had even bewitched them. Indeed, wasn't the Star of Defying Heaven almost on the verge of losing her reason? But, to carelessly throw it away? "What are you trying to do...?" The Star of Defying Heaven was the same. At the hero's action that greatly deviated from expectations, she could only look back and forth between the fallen sword and him. Then. The hero spoke. "This sword cannot choose me." "...Ha! Is that it? You'll acknowledge me, so the sword should too? How impressive." "That's not it!" Clang! The Star of Defying Heaven's eyes wavered once more. Like a mirror shattering. Risir had nudged the sword with the tip of his foot. Very indifferently, as if dealing with stones stuck in the roadside. "This is ultimately nothing more than a tool we wield with our will! The choice lies with us!" "...!" Everyone present was shocked by the hero's words. They couldn't even imagine such words coming from the mouth of a hero chosen by a Sacred Sword. Indeed. It was also a factor that stimulated the Star of Defying Heaven's pride. Having once tried to become the Master of Sacred Sword and prove that greatness, but not being chosen, the Star of Defying Heaven- She felt even greater turmoil at the sword's choice of him. "Mere tool..." But the words that came from the hero's mouth. They shook the Star of Defying Heaven's world. -Ridiculous!!! The sword shouted at the wavering Star of Defying Heaven. -You who gave meaning to your life through the Sacred Sword's choice and decided to be faithful to your hero role are saying such things! Then. Once again the sword's voice pierced the Star of Defying Heaven's heart. -Then tell me!!! What are you, chosen by the Sacred Sword's will and swayed by it!? Are you nothing but a mere tool, not a hero! That argument, perfectly pointing out the hero's contradiction, once again ignited the Star of Defying Heaven's negative emotions. "Shut up!!! The Sacred Sword is nothing more than the Hero's tool!!!" That voice, choked with rage, was filled with anxiety. It was clearly the cry of a hero whose contradiction had been pointed out. It was the petty side of a hero praised as great. The Sword of Power continued its momentum, feeling vindicated. -Sacred Sword!!! Did you hear!!! The hero says you're nothing more than a mere tool!!! Is that truly the hero you chose!? Are you okay with that!? "W-wait...!!!" Danil shouted urgently. A hero is one chosen by a Sacred Sword. In other words, if the Sacred Sword changed its mind, that relationship could crumble at any time. The fanatic thought that the Hero of Advancement, chosen by the Ash, might lose his qualification over this. -Of course, even so I will choose you, youngster!!! The potential within you is undeniably real!!! The Star of Defying Heaven contorted her expression as if something bitter had pooled in her mouth. The sword's choice being emphasized once again at the point where the hero's petty reality was exposed. It pierced her heart in a more twisted form than before. Their emotions and actions fluctuated according to some intended flow. The Sword of Power. Just as it was about to create a satisfied smile in an unseen place. -What do you know to be babbling like that!!! "...?" They realized something strange had happened. The hero's mouth wasn't moving. The voice came from a slightly lower place. -R-Risir fully understands the position of being a hero!!! The meaning that Sacred Swords hold too!!! As he said, Sacred Swords are nothing more than heroes' tools!!! So don't babble when you don't even know!!! The outrageous statement that Sacred Swords are nothing more than tools! That statement was coming from the Sacred Sword hanging at the hero's waist. "..." Unable to accept the situation, their gazes busily went back and forth between the hero's mouth and waist. It couldn't be ventriloquism, could it? Someone briefly had such a foolish thought.