Su Ming'an thought about it. He originally wanted to choose names like "Amber" or "Lin Yin." However, the odd alias "Banana" is indeed hard to associate with him.
"Banana. Your helmet." The priest said.
Su Ming'an took the helmet and saw the fifth disc.
—"Witch's Epic."
In a grand and bizarre font, the disc was engraved with silhouettes of several witches, riding broomsticks surrounded by roses, with black cats and white doves on their shoulders. The disc was entwined with a blood-colored thorn ring, starlight shrouded around the witches, looking like a dark fairy tale.
Needless to say, it's bound to be another "warm and healing" game.
"The Witch Age... year 328. About five hundred years till now." Su Ming'an rubbed the disc.
There have already been asymmetrical games, choice-based narrative games, cultivation games, simulator games. What kind of game will this be?
He and Noel left the crowded people, walking in the alleys.
