The night over Blackfang City was thick with tension, as if the stars themselves feared to shine down upon the wickedness that festered below. Kai stood upon a crag overlooking the city, his cloak billowing in the cold wind, Midnight Fang pulsing faintly at his side.
Behind him, the newly-formed Abyssal Tyrant Sect had gathered in secret, their eyes alight with fanatic devotion. Yura, his Abyssal Wraith, floated silently, a dark specter of death waiting for orders.
Kai's gaze pierced the darkness. "This city has grown fat on the blood of the weak. The so-called nobles think themselves untouchable. We will change that tonight."
⚡ [System Notification: Blackfang Purge event initiated. Time limit: 72 hours. Reward: Massive Tyrant Points, Legendary-grade loot.]
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🏰 Within Blackfang City
Lord Dren, one of the city's ruling nobles, lounged in his tower, oblivious to the storm about to descend. He smirked as he toyed with a goblet of crimson wine, unaware of the shadow slipping through his balcony window.
A whisper of movement. A flicker of violet eyes.
Before he could scream, Yura's Shadow Chains wrapped around his throat, dragging him into the night.
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⚔ Kai's assault begins
With the first noble slain, Kai and his sect swept through the city like a plague.
Midnight Fang cleaved through guards like paper, the Abyssal cultists spreading terror with blades and spells alike.
💬 "Please! Spare me!" a merchant begged as Kai's shadow loomed over him.
Kai's voice was cold steel. "You sold out the poor to fatten your purse. Reap what you sow."
A single strike ended the man's life, and the system chimed:
⚡ [+1 Tyrant Point | Notoriety +2% in Blackfang City]
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🌙 At the city gates
The city's defenders rallied at last, a thousand-strong force of soldiers, mercenaries, and desperate nobles. Torches lit the walls as war horns blared into the night.
General Velkan barked orders. "Form ranks! We end this madness now!"
But Kai stood tall atop the gates, his voice carrying like thunder.
"Your walls are useless. Your swords, brittle. Kneel, and I may spare your lives."
The soldiers hesitated, fear worming into their hearts as the first rays of dawn painted the horizon red—like the blood that would soon flow in rivers.
The tension in the air snapped like a drawn bowstring as General Velkan roared, "Archers! Loose!"
A storm of arrows darkened the sky. But Kai merely raised his hand, and a dome of black flame erupted around him, incinerating the projectiles mid-air.
⚡ [System Alert: Abyssal Sovereign's Barrier activated. -500 Mana | +10 Tyrant Points for deflecting mass attack]
Kai smirked. Pathetic.
"Yura. Show them despair."
The wraith vanished in a swirl of shadow, materializing behind the front line. Like a blade through silk, she sliced through soldiers, her chains lashing out with ruthless precision.
Screams filled the dawn. Blood stained the cobblestones.
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💀 The rise of fear
Panic spread like wildfire. The soldiers broke formation, their courage shattered by the merciless slaughter.
Kai leapt from the gates, Midnight Fang flashing as it cleaved through a squad of elite guards.
💬 "M-monster!" one man gasped, falling to his knees.
Kai's eyes glowed with an unearthly light. "I am beyond monsters. I am your doom."
⚡ [+5 Tyrant Points | Blackfang morale -30%]
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🔥 The nobles' last stand
Within the inner keep, the surviving nobles gathered, trembling behind golden doors.
Duke Marron slammed his fist against the table. "We cannot let this madman destroy us! Activate the city's guardian formation!"
A flickering shield of light began to rise over the keep—but too late. Kai appeared atop the battlements, his aura surging like a tidal wave.
💬 "Your toys won't save you."
With a single strike, Midnight Fang unleashed a crescent of dark energy, tearing through the formation like paper.
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💥 System reward trigger
⚡ [System Alert: Blackfang Purge progress 80%. Legendary chest unlocked. Reward: Abyssal Tyrant's Cloak (Legendary), +50 Tyrant Points, +10% Blackfang domination.]
The chest materialized at Kai's feet, gleaming with runes. He donned the cloak, the fabric drinking in the light, his presence growing even more suffocating.
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🏴 Submission or extinction
As Kai stepped into the keep's shattered throne room, the remaining nobles groveled at his feet.
💬 "Please… spare us…"
Kai's voice was ice. "Swear loyalty to the Abyssal Tyrant Sect, or perish where you kneel."
Without hesitation, they prostrated themselves, offering fealty.
⚡ [System Alert: Blackfang City conquered. +100 Tyrant Points. Reputation: Abyssal Overlord of Blackfang.]
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🌌 End of the purge
By nightfall, the banners of Blackfang bore a new symbol: the fanged crown of Kai's sect.
Kai stood atop the highest tower, gazing at the conquered city. His empire had begun.
💬 "This is just the first step."