[Western Crossover] The Player Aspires to Become Lord of the Alliance

(First published on Jinjiang. Free bonus chapters are being updated.)

The Leader of the League of Assassins is without a doubt a combat game.

Ra’s al Ghul agrees. Every day, he brainwashes the player: I am your master. You must surpass Damian.

But the player stares gloomily at the health bar above his head and just wants to draw a blade.

No sovereignty lasts forever, my master. Your throne looks like it’s seen better days.

Ra’s: Defeating Damian is a prerequisite to challenging me.

Player: !

After arriving in Gotham, the player diligently completes quests. Stabbing himself to reload a save, losing blood to use skills, and so on are all basic moves. Never mind how awful it looks, as long as it deals damage.

Before the player can even say a word, the NPCs start shouting:

Holy crap, this is insane! An evil brainwashing criminal is abusing his grandson’s clone and leaving him in tatters!

Batman hears about it and speaks up. Robin sees what’s happening and lowers his blade. Everyone tries to reason with the player: Why put yourself through all this? Ra’s isn’t worth it!

Player: It’s fine. For him (and his throne), I’d do anything.

Ra’s, who gets blamed for everything the player does every day: ...

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Hydra, the Court of Owls, the League of Assassins... The player grinds quests for every faction, climbing step by step into the upper ranks of all the major organizations. You could pretty much call him a servant of three masters.

At last, he lounges on the throne of the underworld, only to realize that something about the game seems off.

The affection list is lined with full scores, some red and some black., Huh? This is a dating game? Then what were all those bosses I killed?

Damian: If you don’t want to become a pawn to all three families, get back to the manor.

Player: ?

Statements from the people on the wronged list

Ra’s: I really didn’t exploit a child laborer with a chronic illness, and I never taught him anything weird.

Damian: How many times do I have to explain that the person in the dress wasn’t me?

Bruce: ... (Watching the player die and revive right in front of him, he can’t find the words.)

"Little skit"

Player: You’re shorter than I imagined, main body.

Damian: Tch.

A little rambling

Cover illustrated by @Sanqi San, used with permission.

Fourth Calamity, fake-death style, completely unhinged plot, and a mountain of original lore.

A passion project with the author’s kinks unleashed, fans and haters at war in the author’s head. Mostly an adoring-sub perspective, with an irresistible white moonlight character who has everyone falling head over heels. The main story’s romance is based on misunderstandings, while the bonus chapters feature separate romance routes.

Similar upcoming story

>>> Nightwing, but Fourth Calamity

It’s my Nth year playing Earth Online: Game Three, and I’ve finally realized there’s at least one good thing about this game that keeps telling me to be a better person.

A humanoid creature lies on the ground. Bruce Wayne, my NPC younger brother whom I can’t control, is lying right in front of me, his health bar blank.

There’s no doubt about it. He’s dead.

... So I put his corpse in my inventory.

Justice System: QAQ

I’m looking for a way to bring Bruce back. It’s a rough journey. A Talon gets defensive, thinking I adopted him as a substitute meal. The Syndicate doesn’t get it and keeps recommending other substitutes. Just as I finally decide to destroy the world, the System steps in.

System: Collect the righteous endings of seven simulated universes and you can revive your Bruce. Interested?

I’m in. Why are you only telling me something this important now?

After arriving in the simulated universes, I stare at a teenager arrested for pickpocketing, a brain-damaged idiot missing a lobe, a disabled person set on fire by some brat, a clown grinning with yellow teeth, and a brat who’s difficult to describe, and fall silent.

Where’s my exquisitely handsome, adorable, lively, kind little brother? Who are all these people?

There’s also a completed fanfic: Back at Wayne Manor, My Brother Is in Agony

Theme: As long as you take practical steps, you can achieve freedom in life.