Make Dark Fantasy Great Again

... ... ... [New keyword has been unlocked] [Keyword: Great Will] *** [Great Will] It has continued to be passed down. It will continue to be passed down. Because they believe it must be so. All miracles they experience originate from it. Those who have felt that existence also call it as follows. Supreme God. Now you can clearly perceive it. Through this, you face your true self and the world expands. Now your perception does not solely contain the scenery spread before your eyes. Everything seems visible. Everything seems felt. Your shoulders are crushed by that tremendous weight. You willingly bear it. Because it has continued to be passed down. Because it must continue to be passed down. Because they believe it must be so. You feel your own existence gradually becoming faint. Through this, you become one with the Great Will. Through this, the Great Will is completed. Now you are ready to perform the miracle they desire. The truly Great Will descends upon this land. They will finally feel the wonder of the Supreme God. *** [Title: Great Will< How do you unlock this keyword?] Content: Sacred Sword fusion failed and only the keyword clue was updated It's really bothering me -: Keywords unlock naturally as you play the game Why are you worrying about it one by one -[OP]: Game will end until unlock won't be unlocked I think fuck -: I'm scared of him now -: Just how far is he planning to grow? -[OP]: No is it real? This won't unlock until the end? -: Yeah Even if you hit 100% progress the keyword is still locked -[OP]: No I really fucking don't understand Then why not just not create the keyword in the first place? Why bother fucking making it showing it briefly and fucking locking it -: I'll go with macro 2 here -[OP]: Okay okay okay I get it I'll do it even though it sucks I'll understand the developer's intention -: But actually surprisingly!!!!! that one is a bit different one of the few user-friendly elements in this game -[OP]: I'm so confused What could be a user-friendly element in this game What could kindness be Coming all the way to the end and eating shit Now all that's left in my head is how to chew and eat shit -: Don't blame yourself too much There will be others in this world besides you who chew and eat shit -: Still, we think you chew and eat shit the most deliciously!!! -: Be proud Eating shit really deliciously is your excellent specialty -: If that's a specialty, what kind of human large intestine is that? Must be full of shit -: Shut up, this is a touching moment -[OP]: What touching bullshit, everyone just shut up The user-friendly element will probably be about savoring delicious shit -: No but that really is a user-friendly element like red medicine smeared on the tip of a blade -[OP]: ...Isn't that just giving disease and then medicine? -[OP]: But now that you put it that way, I'm kind of curious What exactly do you have to do for that disgusting shit to become a user-friendly element? -: At least it suggests that the possibility of a happy ending exists in that world -: [Link] This is a story speculation post go check it out -: But isn't that a spoiler? -: That's why I'm giving it! -: Oh ho -[OP]: Wow what the hell Supreme God< This bastard really existed???? -: Image loading< kinda like this feeling yeah -[OP]: Then what is this The First Hero was one of the Supreme God's alt characters and the player is the next alt character? -: More precisely, such a worldline exists -: After retrieving the Miracle's Blessing arranged by the predecessor and succeeding in the Sacred Sword fusion the player who reaches the Great Will< this guy would be the real protagonist -[OP]: What the fuck Do you have to become a god to see a happy ending? And in the first place is that even a happy ending? When the Great Will awakens the protagonist's personality melts and becomes part of the Supreme God? 'The protagonist whose personality melted lived happily ever after~' Something's weird about that -: Add a narration like 'Anyway, we saved the world, so it's okay, right~?' while you're at it -: A mentally ill Supreme God who thought he was human returned to normal, you can think of it that way -[OP]: Then what happens to the protagonist's companions and heroines? -: Anyway, we saved the world, so it's okay, right~? -: So if not the Supreme God, who's going to clean up this trash world lol *** Miracle's Blessing. True Sacred Sword. And- the entirety of the Great Will. This place now was the ultimate destination that only one who inherited their existence as part of the Great Will could reach. Therefore, the "First Hero Lindal" believed without doubt. That he was his reincarnation and part of the Great Will. -...Who are you? He was not. Lindal's expression as he looked at the other party was colored with pure puzzlement. To Lindal's senses, the other party's existence was thoroughly alien. He could not feel even a trace of the Great Will from him. He was a separate being unrelated to the Great Will. The question begins there. If he was a separate being unrelated to the Great Will- How could he have fulfilled the prophecy and reached this place? "Who am I-" At that moment. He opened his mouth to answer Lindal's question. Risir. He was equally confused. It was because of Lindal's words that seemed to claim they were connected as one being. Risir unconsciously shook his head. While frowning. 'Great Will... us...' He had no intention of denying that it was a noble existence deserving of respect. The praise many people give to the Supreme God would be for their sake. Nevertheless. Risir had no intention of identifying himself with them. The path he had walked until now- He had no intention of acknowledging it as part of some sublime plan encompassing the world. He was simply himself. Not the Great Will, not the Supreme God, not anything else. The same was true of everything he had done until now. Noble spirit. Great Will. The things that had driven him were not such grand concepts. He had simply wished for a better life. He had simply been grateful for the new life given to him. He had simply tried to protect all of those things. It was entirely his own will. It was entirely for himself. 'Bastard...' That name suddenly came to mind. A fate forcibly imposed regardless of his own will. It would not be an exaggeration to say that his entire life had been a history of struggle to escape from that. Looking back, it had not been that long ago. He had barely escaped from the position of a bastard- And was living as his complete self. How fulfilling and happy these days were. "..." Before long. The confusion that had appeared on Risir's face had completely disappeared. What remained was conviction. He looked directly at Lindal with unwavering eyes. And he spoke with strong intention. Who he was. "I am ..." -...What, what did you say? Lindal asked back with a dumbfounded face. Because even though he had clearly listened, he could not understand that name. That clearly spoken voice was distorted like tinnitus. At that moment. Their gazes met. Always looking toward distant places- Those were the eyes of Hero Lindal that seemed to contain the entire world. The moment those eyes met Risir's eyes- -...Ah. Lindal unconsciously made a sound. He was experiencing something similar to his past companions. They used to complain when they saw Lindal's eyes that were not filled entirely with his own existence. Now. Lindal could completely understand the emotions they had felt. The eyes. Perhaps the mental image beyond them. His own existence could not completely fill them. -...Just what- Lindal unconsciously tried to repeat his previous question. -... However, his mouth closed powerlessly midway. -Hero Risir...! What on earth is happening-... It was thanks to Lu-Rach's voice coming from the side. -Risir.. Lindal was finally able to speak that name. "..." Risir smiled with satisfaction. And added. "I'm also an Honorary Mage of the Gray Magic Tower." "..." Lindal nodded blankly. He had no choice but to do so. *** -So... just what is happening with the situation...? The situation progressing far too rapidly. Lu-Rach voiced the confusion on behalf of Risir's group. "There seems to have been some kind of misunderstanding." -Misunderstanding...? "Originally, it seems that fulfilling the prophecy was only possible for one who inherited the First Hero's power. That's why they considered me to be the First Hero's reincarnation. But-" Risir shrugged his shoulders. "The truth was different. I have no connection whatsoever with them." It was a very clear answer. But why was it. That questions remained like a lump in one corner of their hearts- -...I see. They decided not to bother disturbing it. "Well, then-" Risir looked around. Then at the True Sacred Sword gripped in his hand- And finally looked at Lindal. "Lindal. Do you have anything left to tell me?" -... Lindal closed his eyes for a long moment, then opened them. -I have a request. Will you lend me your strength? To that expression filled with resolute determination- Risir responded with a light smile. "Shall I hear it first?" -That sounds like it might be impossible depending on what it is? "Well, isn't that what requests are like? -...You're right. Lindal burst into laughter as if collapsing. Afterwards, he barely regained his composure and spoke. -Risir. You know too, don't you? What situation this world is in right now. Snap. Lindal snapped his fingers. The world surrounding them changed completely once again. "This is-" Risir's group all looked down at their feet in unison. Now they were standing on a massive opaque crystal. -A flickering candle. Lindal said quietly. -That's our current situation. It wouldn't be strange if it went out at any moment and complete darkness came. "...Even now that the True Sacred Sword has been born?" -... Lindal's serious expression softened gently. He slowly shook his head. -I misspoke. Until you appeared, it certainly was like that. But now that you've appeared- the story has changed. Snap. Lindal snapped his fingers once again. The world split in two. Centered around them, darkness and light collided like unmixing oil. A composition where darkness pushed forward and light barely endured. It was a very precarious situation for the light. -Immortality. Whoosh! The moment Lindal mentioned that word, the darkness's momentum grew even stronger. And with the words that followed- -We now have the means to oppose it. Whoosh! The composition was immediately reversed. Now the light began to drive back the darkness. -The entirety of the Great Will. The power to drive out darkness. If we fully awaken that power, we'll be able to achieve our goal. Lindal's eyes as he looked at the True Sacred Sword were filled with wonder. -Risir. Let me say this first. Thank you. For coming to us so quickly. But- A shadow fell over his expression like fog. -Even so, the time given to us is not much. Even at this very moment, darkness is slowly eroding the light. Light is being pushed back helplessly. Lindal's expression as he looked at Risir was soaked with guilt. -So I only feel sorry toward you. This was originally a responsibility we should have shouldered. Too heavy to entrust to someone else-... But now there's no choice. Lindal grasped his left hand firmly. -Risir. I ask of you. Will you save this world in our place? "..." Risir first turned his gaze to Jallak. Then he exchanged glances with the other Sacred Swords. Nod. That was enough. They looked at each other and nodded resolutely. "Our enemy is-..." Risir said while looking at Lindal. "Where is it?" His eyes were filled with determination. -... Lindal received that determination. He extended his hand toward the floor. Crack crack crack! As if the ground was splitting- Blood vessels bulged all over Lindal's skin. His eyes immediately became bloodshot. The opaque crystal he was pointing at. That was the world. Lindal's will began to illuminate the world. To expose the true face of the world pervaded by darkness. -Our enemy is. Lindal recited in a solemn voice. -...Where is it? The source of darkness. The immortal monarchs. Archdemons. He could not sense the existence of those who should have been greedily coveting the world. As if most of them had already perished. As if the remaining ones were hiding in fear. "...Ah, we messed up the order-" Risir let out a sigh of unknown meaning.