Villain Ch 2013. Reality and Fantasy
The world had gone feral behind them, cheers, chants, camera shutters clicking like machine guns, but none of it touched that moment. Just two men standing in the center of a storm they'd both created. One breathing fire, the other ready to drown it in defiance.
Then the girls reached Allen.
Seven women, all in esports jackets. All real. All impossibly beautiful. The villains. The monsters. The final bosses the entire server had sworn were too perfectly programmed to be human.
Now walking with hips, legs, and devilish smirks that said they knew exactly how many sleepless nights they'd caused.
And they stopped behind Allen like war goddesses answering a silent summon.
The crowd? Lost it again.
"I WAS RAISED WRONG!"
"I WANT TO BE DRAINED BY NEFARIS!"
"THEY'RE REAL?! I THOUGHT THOSE WERE AI MODELS!"
"PLEASE, JUST ONE OF THEM. I WILL COOK. I WILL CLEAN."
"ABYSSIA MARRY ME!"
"SEDUCE ME GRIMORA AND LEAVE ME TO ROT I DON'T CARE."
