The Cursed Gamer, Book 3

358: The Grander Scheme (1)

Chapter 358: The Grander Scheme (1)

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Had it been a millennium and a half?

She did not know.

No, it would be more accurate to say she didn't want to know. The desire to know who she was in the past and actually, the emotion of desire as a whole was missing from within her.

Artoria Pendragon, along with another name, was too foggy in her mind.

Those two identities did not matter to her any longer. Now she went by the name Lion King, where a few also called her the Goddess Rhongomyniad.

In the last 1,500 years that she has been wandering since, Rhongomyniad didn't have any purpose behind her existence. At least, when she started wandering, she was trying to look for a purpose. But at one point, she forgot to even keep searching.

At one point, she just wandered.

Her most vivid memories were from before she started wandering. At this point, the most she remembered was seeing the back of a white-haired young man as a magic circle lit around her and a bright light blinded her.

After that, she appeared on a battlefield. In the Battle of Camlann, she recalled playing the role of Artoria in that battle... yet, at the same time, she recalled a solid feeling that told her she was someone different. It's as if a person suddenly began to possess two people's memories.

What was that...?

"They have passed Sir Gawain."

Rhongomyniad's lost mind returned to the center after hearing the comment from Agravain beside her.

She didn't show any movement at his words and gently swept her perception over the area. It was as Agravain said, the attackers had passed Knight Gawain and were moving closer to the throne room.

The enemies... The forces who wanted to bring Tiamat to this world in the hope to bring humanity to its ruins.

After forgetting to even keep searching for her reasons to live, she wandered upon this world and finally found a purpose. She was a King, a Leader. In this broken world, she was needed to save humanity – even if it meant letting most die, while only keeping the purest of souls.

If she still had emotions, she may have regretted the death of all humans who didn't get chosen by the Holy Selection. However, to the current her it just seemed something that was necessary to exist – like breathing, for example.

Necessary – until somehow the dimension was fixed.

Teleported into a world entirely different, and healthy, this realm was not facing certain apocalypse. Humanity could continue living.

However, then a variable came to play. The white-haired young man who looked almost familiar, going by the title Gilgamesh, was leading his country, summoning foreign Goddesses, to sacrifice them and awaken Beast II, Tiamat.

In her 1,500 years of wandering, Rhongomyniad has come across a few Beasts. She knew the threat those creatures possessed. While she wasn't sure she would lose to Beast II, she was sure the side-effect of their skirmish would take a lot of lives—and might cause the end of this continent as a whole.

So, she rather decided to erase the small country of Uruk.

Yet, Gilgamesh stood opposing her.

"Why is he... like that...?"

"Ah, yes? Did you say something?"

Bedivere quickly asked, worried that he may have missed her orders. She was mumbling to herself, so he hadn't heard properly. He didn't have her perception, so he couldn't know what he meant by her words – directed to Gilgamesh who was harassing two girls in a dark room.