The King's Avatar one-shot (xreader)

Du Ming x Tang Rou

Thanks to Naoki_Hikari for requesting this!

Sorry, it took a while, hope you enjoy!

Warning: Profanities

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It's been days, weeks, months, even felt like years. He hated it, he hated it, he hated it! This feeling, this burning sensation! Every time he closed his damn eyes, he could see it! He could feel it!

The humiliation, the sweat and the fight! This girl! This stupid, stubborn girl! It was all her fault! All this damned Tang Rou's fault, worming the audience with her beauty and hand speed! So what? What about her was soft? Nothing!

He also had his perks, just look at him! At his dashing figure, his damn cool clothes that casually flaunt his weapons, just look at his damn great character!

Who needed to be pretty in real life? His Glory character beat hers by length! 

That was what it meant to be a pro player! A true pro player! That noob of a beauty, what could she know?

She needed to engrave this sight, this superior character of his in her mind!

And how was he going to etch it into her?

Obviously by beating her utterly and bloody... in Glory of course! Make her eat those damn losses he suffered. One after another one he was going to pay her back yet...

that was what he thought. He finally found Tang Rou in-game and she...she just ignored him! He was despairing, he just ran after her like a stupid puppy, wanting to battle her and becoming the centre of further humiliation because she refused! And that in front of everyone! 

The despair, the shame he felt! And today was another great example! He hit his fist on the table.

He was sitting alone in the dark room of his. To clarify, he locked his room, there was no way he could let anyone come in and see what he was doing! If his captain knew, then he would be stuck in a dreaded room with the dreaded silence sneaking up on him and covering him in a thick slimy coat of awkwardness that was even worse than being humiliated by Tang Rou! 

He could never, ever, ever let his captain have a 'talk' with him! What talk? A damn talk that was just basically silence for 10 hours before he'd finally able to choke out a word? Come on, captain! Get a grip on yourself or at least just don't do this! You don't have to put yourself through it!

That was why:

The door remained shut and locked!

He aggressively typed into the chat: OK! Let's battle! Rematch! 

Yet she bloody ignored him again. 

He folded his hands and rested his chin on the back. He was very aware of it, he was falling, falling down a very, very dark and evil path-

he was about to become Shaotian 2.0.

He shook his head.

No, no, no, that couldn't happen! Under no circumstances!

Why wasn't she accepting his battle invitation? Wasn't she someone that immediately jumped into any situation that even had one letter resembling the word 'battle'? Wasn't she? And yet, she actually resisted!

Wait...did, did that mean...perhaps she thought he was even worth it?

"Fuck," he slammed his hands on the table and held up a middle finger at the screen.

"Fuck you Tang Rou!" 

"Fuck you, you-"

Flash-