Chapter 321: The Parasite King
The entity sitting on the throne of bone and black crystal didn't look like a creature born of biology. He looked like a tear in the canvas of the world.
He was a humanoid void, a silhouette cut from the fabric of reality, filled with a swirling, starless night.
A crown of purple fire floated above his head, but the flames didn't burn upward; they dripped downward like liquid neon.
He was the Parasite King. The Corruptor. And in game terms, he was a virus that had gained Administrator privileges.
"You are smaller than I expected," the entity rumbled. The sound didn't travel through the air; it vibrated directly in the bones of my inner ear. "The Anomaly that cracked the algorithm of the Dungeon... is just a human boy."
He stood up. As he did, the static in the sky intensified. The chained World Spirit behind him let out a silent scream, her light dimming as the chains pulsed with hungry, violet light.
