Make Dark Fantasy Great Again

Please. Come to your senses. That guy isn't me. The hero whose existence had been stolen cried out in anguish. He appealed to his companions with sincere heart. "How ridiculous. For someone like you to dare impersonate him-" "Sorry to say this, but- there's no way someone as ugly as you could be that person, right?" However, what came back were not looks of understanding but of disillusionment. "If you're really him, then why don't you prove it?" "How to prove it? Isn't it simple? The name you're falsely claiming is the first Dual Master in continental history, unprecedented and never to be repeated." "If you can show qualities befitting the name Dual Master, then we'll have no choice but to accept it." Despair appeared on the hero's face. Dual Master. How could he prove such unrealistic abilities? In the first place, he was never a Dual Master or anything like that. "What? You're saying that person also can't show the power of a Dual Master?" "How dare you! How can you compare that person with yourself!?" "He simply exhausted his strength in the process of sealing the Archdemon!!!" The 'self' they spoke of was far too distant from his original self. Nevertheless. They believed 'that thing' was 'himself'. Willingly. And proudly. That's right. That thing was a more proud and respectable 'self' to his companions. The hero was thus replaced- And forgotten. *** [A new trait has been granted to the target] [Trait: Shadow of Oblivion] [The target no longer follows your commands!] ... ... ... [The target has destroyed a building!] [The base's level decreases!] ... ... ... [The target has attacked an ally!] ... ... ... [Advisor's Advice] -The target is continuously causing division within the base. We recommend eliminating the target before additional damage occurs as a result. Warning: If you eliminate the target, factions friendly to the target may become hostile toward you! This includes factions within the base! Please keep this in mind and carry out preliminary work before eliminating the target! ... ... ... [The kneeling target boldly meets your eyes] [Knowing the target's original appearance, you feel a terrible sense of alienation, and the questioning and resentful gazes of some companions add to your alienation!] [It is the moment of decision!] ▶Execute the target. [Some factions express deep regret at your decision] [The reputation of some factions drops significantly] ▶Banish the target. [Some factions follow the target instead of you] [Base level drops significantly] ▶Accept the target. [We recommend reconsideration!] [An Avatar created by an Archdemon's authority is not suitable to be accepted as a companion!] ※Warning: Even if you execute the 'target', the 'target's' character will not be restored. The target you remember has already met a lonely death somewhere. *** [Title: Guys, I tried creating a character, please rate it] Content: First off, his magic talent is insane He became a Master in his 20s when others barely became Magic Tower students (In reality, it's like becoming a professor in your 20s lol) In his 30s he reached 7th Rank and became a Tower Master candidate (In reality, it's like being nominated for a Nobel Prize in your 30s lol) As soon as he turned 40, he immediately became Tower Master (Oh, and he learned something like rejuvenation so he looks like he's in his 20s on the outside yeah, so he's super popular with students lol Masters get cognitive dissonance having to call someone who looks younger Tower Master lol) After reaching the pinnacle of magic and getting bored This time he started swordsmanship He became a Swordmaster in just 3 years lolol (In reality, it's like crushing Olympic gold medals in 3 years lol) At just age 40 he reached the pinnacle in both magic and swordsmanship lol But this was the first time in history (Originally learning magic and swordsmanship simultaneously was impossible lol think like a Nobel Prize-winning UFC champion lol) People even gave him a special name That name is this ★Dual Master★ How is it? lol -: Wow;;; So freaking cool;;; -: Is it possible to add more settings?!?! I think it would be cooler if blue flames came out of his left eye!!! -: How about a setting where his body becomes transparent when combat starts? Everything just becomes transparent so the opponent can't respond at all -[Author]: You're all fucking crazy, you bastards -: Why are you acting like this -: Shit, even when we play along you're bitching -: If you're not going to use the blue flame from the left eye setting, can I use it? It seems pretty cool -[Author]: No, fuck That elementary school-level character jerking My main character got stolen and my base is screwed, it's just absurd And what's fucking ridiculous is That bastard keeps screwing up the base so I want to kill him Those bastards glaring and going 'just try to kill my friend' What the hell are those bastards? These bastards can't even notice their friend's character got hacked by someone else Why is their comradeship so thorough? -: But the fact is Even if the Avatar of Oblivion appeared in our mom's dreams Our mom would be happy and consider the Avatar her new son yeah -: For real lol Real son complaining about side dishes VS fake son who won Nobel Prize and gold medal Even if she notices the son is fake, she'll grit her teeth and ignore it yeah -[Author]: lol Fuck but it's ridiculous If that bullshit works Just go all the way Triple Master All Master Fucking sick Master Wouldn't it be possible to make them believe he's not a companion but a god? Why is he satisfied with just hacking companion relationships? -: There are limits even to character jerking yeah I won a Nobel Prize and Olympic gold medal < Somehow it seems like one person in the world might be able to do this I can transform into a dinosaur! < Dude -: Dual Master is exactly the realistic limit for character jerking yeah Actually if the Avatar of Oblivion had gone further than that, wouldn't everyone have had their heads cracked while telling him to stop the bullshit? *** "Risir! To think you were the reincarnation of the supreme god!!!" "But is it okay to tell us this tremendous secret?" "What's there that can't be said? In the first place, he was just the supreme god in his previous life. It has nothing to do with now, right?" "You never know! Risir might have awareness or ego as the supreme god right now!" "Then, let's try asking." "Risir- are you the supreme god right now, or are you Risir?" "G-go away!!! I said go away!!!" At the sight of his companions approaching without hesitation, directing infinite faith and interest toward him- 'Risir' was backing away in terror. The omnipotence and confidence brought by the Archdemon's authority had already disappeared. "You!!! Honorary Mage of the Gray Magic Tower!!! What have you done to me!!!" 'Risir'- No, the Avatar of Oblivion shouted in all directions. "What the hell are you showing me!!!" All of this right now is an illusion created by him. It was the conclusion the Avatar reached at the end of his confusion. And for good reason- Because if it wasn't that, it couldn't be explained at all. "Risir. What are you suddenly talking about? You're the Honorary Mage of the Gray Magic Tower, aren't you? Don't tell me you've become ashamed of that name?" "There's nothing to be ashamed or not ashamed of. For him, he can just use a different True Name." "...Is that so? Well, maybe? No, this isn't the point in the first place. Then why is Risir acting like that?" "How would we know? He must be doing it for his own reasons and plans. We just need to go along with it." Wandering Star. Star of the Garden. Frozen Breath. The current situation where those Archmages who symbolize intellect and mystery were acting as if parts of their brains had been cut out. "I, I know exactly what I did!!!" The Avatar struggled to protect himself in the whirlwind of confusion and madness. He shouted as if trying to convince himself. "I merely infiltrated your companions' minds! Their completely sound minds!!! But look at their state now!!! Surely you don't believe you can fool me by showing me such nonsense!?!" Risir's companions stared at him blankly. "Something's strange?" "Risir using such low-class words and behavior?" "Has he ever lost himself to emotions like that before?" "Ha, haha! Hahahaha!!!" The Avatar burst into laughter. He wanted them to accept their behavior- He judged it to be a ploy to force his own thinking that had seen through everything. 'As I expected, those things are nothing but illusions he created! I'm currently inside an illusion he made!' The Avatar once again shouted in all directions. To the hero who must be watching him from somewhere unseen. "I suppose you want me to keep perfectly imitating you!!! In this illusion you created!!! Not a chance! If you have eyes and intelligence, look at the state of those things!!!" "We're what?" At the continued criticism, Wandering Star Remier frowned. "When the hero's identity was revealed to be the reincarnation of the supreme god, you just accepted it, but now that the hero is excited and shouting, you're all flustered! Yes! To you, the sight of the hero getting excited and shouting must be more surprising than the fact that the hero's identity is the supreme god!?" The Avatar pointed out to them- The sharp disparity in thinking revealed by the illusions' behavior. The hero creating all those illusions would have no choice but to feel he had been seen through. And such emotional turmoil would be revealed directly in the illusions. "..." "..." Then. Risir's companions began looking at each other and exchanging glances. -What obvious thing is he talking about? -Risir's identity being the reincarnation of the supreme god is a sufficiently realistic story. -But Risir getting excited and shouting? -Isn't this somewhat unrealistic? It was an exchange of glances as if such a conversation could be heard. "Hahahaha!!! Look there, hero!!! The illusion you created has been consumed by its own contradictions and broken down!!!" Now the Avatar was certain. 'It's definite! This place is an illusion he created!' Therefore, he began to scheme. How could he escape from this place? "...!!!" In that moment. The Avatar's eyes widened. His instinct was sending him a signal. That if he just set his mind to it, he could escape from this place anytime! The Avatar believed it to be power stemming from his authority. That something like the hero's power could never restrain him- "It was a good attempt." The Avatar melted his regained composure into a smile. "However. I suppose playing along with your futile farce ends here." The Avatar heightened his senses. To escape from this place, an illusion created by the hero- And return to the illusion he himself had created. Hissssss- Everything that formed the illusion scattered as mist. Like that- *** "Everyone! Are you in your right minds!?" Reality unfolded before them. "Huh?" "Risir?" "Ugh- my head..." "What was that earlier? Risir being the reincarnation of the supreme god..." The Avatar belatedly realized something had gone wrong. The world of the Avatar, perfected by accepting the Authority of Oblivion, was shaking. Now it couldn't even distinguish whether where it belonged was reality or illusion. Thus, the dark mist condensed in the void wandered aimlessly, having lost its way. In a completely defenseless state. -Gyaaaaaaah!!! The Avatar's anguish was finally brought to an end. By none other than pain- The Sacred Sword of Advancement pierced through the dark mist without hesitation. The Avatar had to endure another confusion that came with the pain. Because the technique contained in the hero's sacred sword was thoroughly based on Assassination Sword Techniques. That's right. The hero does not let his guard down. Even while the Avatar was in confusion, he viciously launched a surprise attack with Assassination Sword Techniques, lest it might notice. -St-stop!!! Get out of my head!!! "I was never inside!" The following slash. -Ah, ahh! Ahhhhhhh!!! The Avatar wailed in pain and confusion. The dark mist growing fainter and fainter. Finally, just as Risir was about to deliver the final blow- -Stop!!! Whoosh! The dark mist scattered and disappeared completely. "Damn, did it escape!?" "No!!!" At Risir's shout, everyone's gaze focused on one place. Hummmm- The Fragment of Oblivion was resonating violently. "Its essence is definitely still here!" "Then-" "Do you remember how it came charging in here just now!? Perhaps it has now moved its consciousness to where another fragment is located!" "...Don't tell me-" "Lady Remier, do you have a place in mind!?" Star of Frost. She muttered vacantly. "The Blue Magic Tower is in danger-" -Gyaaaaaaah! "?" The Avatar revealed itself once again. As if it had been defeated by something. *** It was something that happened while the fragment was being sealed. Vast dark mist overflowed from the fragment and engulfed them- The blue mages. "Tower Master, are you alright!?!" The blue mages shouted toward the figure standing at the center of the place. Standing there was a man with unrealistically perfect appearance. It was the Avatar of Oblivion, masquerading as the Blue Tower Master, Star of Frost. The Avatar immediately began injecting illusions into the blue mages. Illusions to push out the Blue Tower Master and establish himself within them. For it, this was as familiar and easy as moving hands and feet. However. Now its mind was driven to the limit. Due to the series of events it had experienced up until just before. The standards collapsed along with the confidence it had built up. In such an Avatar's mind, one being came to mind. The Avatar, as if pushed from behind, created an illusion modeled after that being's existence. It thought. Since it was based on a real person, the persuasiveness of that illusion would be certain. The Avatar was certain of success this time. ─────────────── At age twenty, he reached the realm of Swordmaster- ─────────────── "You!!! Who are you!!!" The moment the illusion was injected, the blue mages shook off the Authority of Oblivion. "Do you think we blue mages would be dominated by such absurd fantasies!!!" It was because that illusion was far too unrealistic. -Why! Why!!! Why!!! Ah, ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!! Is that it!!! Am I still trapped in his fantasy!!! The Avatar finally let go of itself. *** Eventually. The dark mist completely lost its form and scattered. "Did we get it!?" Risir confirmed that the fragment's resonance had stopped and cheered. "No! Its power is still remaining!" "What!? What do you mean-" Damn it! He unconsciously cast a magic spell- Risir felt his mistake and checked his companions' condition. They were holding their heads in confusion. "Its power... is denying that you are the reincarnation of the supreme god...! If this goes on, they'll forget that you are the reincarnation of the supreme god!!!" "What?" Risir was confused. Isn't it right to forget? It's false after all...