Undead.
They were seen as mere animated corpses, but they became perceived as a threat to this world when a transcendent being appeared.
The disaster began with the raising of countless corpses from a ruined kingdom, quickly escalating into a catastrophe targeting humanity, a being even more terrifying and bizarre than the Demon King in terms of instilling fear in humanity.
"Everyone, have you been resting comfortably?"
When such a sovereign rose from her coffin and greeted them, a knight was the first to step forward and begin to show respect.
"Khehehe, of course, we have been well."
Blight, the White Knight of Plague.
Undead.
They, merely animated corpses, were recognized as a danger to the world when a transcendental being made its appearance.
The disaster began with the raising of countless corpses from a ruined kingdom, quickly escalating into a catastrophe targeting humanity, a being even more terrifying and bizarre than the Demon King in terms of instilling fear in humanity.
"Has everyone been at ease in the meantime?"
When such a monarch rose from her coffin and greeted them, a knight was the first to step forward and begin to show respect.
"Heh, of course, we've been fine."
The Plague Knight - Blight.
Although he was always jesting and frivolous, in this moment, his attitude towards her was filled with what could be called respect and loyalty.
"Indeed, it would be strange if we weren't doing well. As long as your power endures, we shall not be buried again. There are plenty who wield miracles like those of the gods, but even that requires a certain capacity, does it not?"
"As long as you exist, we shall not vanish from this land."
Gorgon continued, showing respect in a similar manner.
Despite being one who covets more than anyone and presumes to dominate over others, he also knew well that loyalty to the one before him could not be surpassed.
"Some might say that leading these rotting bodies is sacrilegious, but if they would also become like us, they would surely understand. The regret of unfinished business is worth awakening and refusing rest for, even without warmth and reason."
"Therefore, Mother of all the dead, do not hesitate to command us."
Following him, the Red Knight of War, a former hero who abandoned even her own name, bowed her head and continued speaking.
"Merely escaping the dirt that confines us is reason enough for us to act on your behalf."
The three knights showed their loyalty to her.
The sovereign appeared troubled by their display, but as they also held expectations towards her, she refrained from showing her emotions openly.
"...Yes, then, I will read your memories for a moment."
The Four Knights felt a strange power flowing from her hand, scrambling their minds, but it merely sifted through their memories, extracting their contents.
This process allowed her to know not just what they had experienced but also to share these echoes with the other undead.
"Red Knight and Black Knight... It seems you are smoothly continuing the dungeon exploration as I have instructed."
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I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents
Action[the i do not own and fanfic that is heavily inspired by the original work][Author(s)글로벌레[dark fantasy] Description [Unique Trait - Those you meet will remember you. No matter what happens, they will remember you forever.] In a world on the brink of...
