The Overlord of Teyvat: Genshin Impact x Overlord crossover

New World

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The room was bathed in the cold, blue glow of a computer screen as Satoru removed his helmet, bringing an end to his virtual adventure. He felt the weight of exhaustion in his body as he struggled to stand, his steps heavy and labored. The transition from the immersive digital world to the real one left him feeling strangely empty.

With a sigh, he made his way to the fridge, hoping that some food might alleviate his sense of loss. But even the taste of the meal was soured by the knowledge that it was all over.

"It's over..."

The food felt tasteless as it passed his lips, but he knew he needed the sustenance before collapsing into bed. The days ahead promised to be even more exhausting. For as long as he could remember, YGGDRASIL had been his sanctuary, his source of joy and connection with friends.

But now, YGGDRASIL's servers had been shut down forever, and his sanctuary had crumbled to ashes. It was a bitter reality that he had to face alone in the confines of his dark room.

All the hard work, all the memories, all the camaraderie with his friends—all of it vanished in the blink of an eye. The pain in his heart was unbearable, but there was nothing he could do to change the outcome. Even his friends had long abandoned the game for their own reasons.

Satoru counted himself lucky for having a high-paying job, as it was the only thing that had kept him afloat. Others might not have been as fortunate. But even so, the emptiness left behind by the game's closure gnawed at him, leaving him adrift in a sea of loneliness.

"Good times do not last forever, they say..."

Satoru accepted his unlucky fate with resignation, unable to stave off the waves of grief that washed over him. He left his half-eaten food on the table and crawled into bed. However, sleep eluded him as he tossed and turned, the weight of his loss pressing heavily on his chest.

"Why... damn it, why? Why did they have to end it?" He muttered to himself, his voice trembling with a mixture of anger and sadness. Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared at the ceiling, feeling utterly and profoundly alone in the darkness.

"I can't..."

Satoru raise from his bed and grabbed from the drawer a rope. The day that he feared so much has arrived. Many young men that had terrible jobs with evil bosses that used them as slaves tend to buy a rope for only one reason... To commit suicide.

And Satoru has had enough. YGGDRASIL was the string that held together life and death and it was the only thing that gave him happiness, but now it was over for him.

The young man tied the rope in a place where it will not fall from the weight of his body. Satoru thought for a moment if this was the right decision but he had no nobody to worry about and nobody will ever care about him disappearing.

"Fuck this world!"

This man had nothing to lose in this toxic world. With this, all his everyday problems will be gone and only a corpse will be left.

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Satoru found himself in a place unlike anything he had ever seen before, a realm that defied all logic and explanation. The stark transition from his previous world to this one left him utterly astounded.