In the player lobby of Sanya, Ruyi nodded happily, seeing that Roxa forgave her. She said softly, "You are really good, Roxa. Really good."
Sanya just laughed lightly and turned to talk with Jina.
Just then, Galaxy shouted, "Roxa! Is this real? But why would you do that? I can't accept it."
Sanya understanding her words replied calmly, "Well, don't worry about that. It holds little value to me. If it can help you, just take it. Consider it a small compensation for yesterday."
"But I can't accept it. I already forgave you… you don't need to do this."
Sanya sighed, stepped in front of Galaxy, and gently smacked her forehead.
"You idiot. Just take it. No need for drama."
Galaxy sighed, then finally accepted the gift.
Ruyi and Jina stepped closer, curious. They asked Galaxy what it was.
She showed them.
Ruyi smiled. "Well, it's good you accepted it. Now you won't be mistaken for a man anymore."
Jina nodded. "Yeah, and no more heavy armor. By the way, let us see your new character and outfit."
Galaxy agreed and equipped it.
Sanya, Ruyi, and Jina watched as the transformation unfolded.
The short-haired female knight in bulky armor changed before their eyes.
Her hair grew long, flowing almost to her waist—silky black with subtle silver highlights. Her character shifted from strong but masculine to breathtakingly beautiful—a lady whose appearance could devastate nations. Yet even now, she couldn't quite rival to Sanya.
Sanya had tried her best to make the design stunning, but she still underestimated her own beauty. Her real self—perfected by cultivation—was flawless in every detail. She knew her body perfectly, so her character was naturally ideal. But when designing for someone else, even her best effort fell just short.
She also watched the outfit change.
The heavy armor vanished, replaced by something light, elegant, and powerful. No more weight dragging her down. No more mistaken identity.
Sanya placed a full-length mirror in front of her so she could see herself clearly.
She wore an absolute black dress—sleeveless, with a deep V-neckline that flowed into a fitted bodice before cascading into a long, weightless skirt. The fabric looked like liquid obsidian: pure midnight black, yet it shimmered with subtle cosmic undertones—tiny flecks of deep navy and midnight blue caught the light like distant stars. The dress hugged her figure perfectly, elegant and powerful, the skirt flaring slightly as though kissed by unseen wind. Thin, ethereal straps crossed her shoulders like delicate chains of night, and faint silver embroidery traced constellation-like patterns along the hem and neckline—subtle, almost invisible unless the light hit just right. (Wanna see? Tell me!)
Even she was stunned by her own reflection.
After staring for a long moment, emotion welled up inside her. She murmured softly, almost to herself:
"Finally… no one will say I'm a man…"
When Sanya, Ruyi, and Jina saw the change, they stepped closer immediately.
Ruyi reached out and gently touched her arm.
"There, there… don't think about that now. No one will say anything anymore."
Jina nodded warmly.
"You look incredible. Seriously. That dress was made for you."
Galaxy—Clara—smiled, eyes soft.
"You're beautiful. And strong. No more heavy armor hiding you."
Sanya exhaled shakily, then laughed a little—half embarrassed, half relieved.
They began chatting again—light, comfortable, the kind of talk that made the lobby feel smaller and warmer.
Just then, Sanya received a friend request.
She accepted it without hesitation and called the person into her lobby.
The moment the new player appeared, everything in the surroundings came to a halt.
As if the game itself paused to acknowledge something powerful.
Auspicious clouds began forming around the newcomer—soft silver and gold mist swirling gently, carrying faint sparkles like falling starlight.
A song started playing in the background—ethereal, haunting, yet majestic.
"I was before the first light ever stirred, and I endure when every flame is spent.
One quiet breath unravels empires of gods; one glance stills the turning of all ages.
Robed in midnight and crowned by living aurora, the endless dark kneels and breathes my name…
♪ ting… ling… ling…"
The lobby lights dimmed slightly, then brightened again—violet and silver tones shifting to match the newcomer's presence.
Sanya, Ruyi, Jina, and Galaxy all stared.
Whoever this was…
the game itself was welcoming them like royalty.
The sudden appearance had already attracted everyone's attention, but now this song pulled every eye in the lobby.
After the song faded, a figure stood there—tall and regal, dressed in flowing black and gold robes that shimmered like liquid starlight. The coat was long and ornate, embroidered with intricate silver patterns resembling constellations and flowing nebulae. A wide, ornate belt of deep midnight blue cinched at the waist, holding a golden clasp shaped like a crescent moon. Long sleeves flared at the cuffs with subtle aurora-like gradients—black fading into teal and violet. His hair was tied high in a traditional topknot, secured with a jade pin that glowed faintly. A single golden earring dangled from one ear, catching the lobby light. The overall look was majestic yet graceful—commanding presence without arrogance. (Tell me if you wanna see him)
He smiled at Sanya expectantly.
"How is it? Do I look good?"
Sanya gave him a thumbs up, laughing lightly.
"Yes, you're looking absolutely good."
But in her mind, she thought: Has Rudra also found that glitch too?