[You are a politician who keeps launching invasions so your people can survive, commands countless followers, and excels at stirring people’s hearts. Among the masses, the conquered call you with fear and admiration: "Conqueror," "Demon Lord of Myriad Calamities." In the eyes of your people, you are the most sacred ruler; in the eyes of your enemies, you are the most terrifying demon king.]
[You are regarded as a sun that will never set. Your people firmly believe that this fantastic golden realm will endure as it always has. They adore you so deeply that their fervor has cost them their reason.]
[Years later, after your passing, even the sun must one day set. Everything you built crumbles apart, and your people long endlessly for everything connected to you. They swear that, generation after generation, whatever the cost, they will welcome you back to the mortal world.]
Looking at the background description before him, the protagonist, who had once cleared a game, conquered the world, quit, and then returned, laughed. Since this is what you ask of me, then die for me!
After entering the game, the protagonist finds that his former subjects, even strangers who have never met him, are willing to die for him, offering up their blood and lives solely because of the name he once bore. The bones of countless people pave a road to the heavens for him, helping him reclaim the throne.
The protagonist has little sense of morality and will do whatever it takes to win. Some of his subjects will die, and when they do, they will not come back.
Theme: Conquering the world
