In the 23rd century, the fully immersive online game was known as the Second Real Universe, and top players were widely celebrated.
Ranking on any leaderboard was like becoming an internet sensation two centuries earlier: flowers and applause came pouring in.
One day, an unfamiliar ID suddenly appeared at the top of the combat rankings. Then, like dominoes falling, several previously unheard-of figures appeared out of nowhere and swept the leaderboards. The wealth rankings, fame rankings, and even the stunning beauty rankings were all taken over by these strange newcomers.
They were unbelievably powerful, with no rivals except one another. The internet erupted. Users picked their favorites and rallied behind them online.
But all these players who had suddenly appeared were secret identities belonging to the same person.
The protagonist woke up on a wasteland. A cold wind swept across his face, and beside him lay a vicious dagger still stained with golden blood.
The protagonist suddenly understood: So I'm an assassin who specializes in killing gods?
Some time later, after slaughtering the gods, the protagonist discovered scales growing on his body. Not only that, the Lord of the Undead trembled and crawled before him, while the Church of Light cheered his return.
The protagonist mused: The characters they're talking about all seem familiar. That's right, they're all my secret identities!
The Lord of the Undead, who had nearly conquered the realm of the dead; the shadow assassin who once killed a god; the golden dragon of the apocalypse; the God of Light descended into the mortal world.
The powerful figures who had vanished a thousand years ago returned to the stage. Their followers fought over whose idol was the greatest, while the people in question recovered their memories.
It turned out they were all old acquaintances he'd taken down, his true mortal enemies.
At that moment, the area outside was packed with people. They had all been drawn by the secret identities he'd played, and had come of their own accord to avenge their idols from a thousand years ago. They were followers bent on bringing down him, the enemy of all gods.
The protagonist thought for a moment, then turned and ran.
#I tore down my boss's home to avenge my boss#
High-level Mimicry: a god-tier talent with no exploitable flaws, also known as a reflection of the mind. A mischievous trickster who toys with fate, it can unconditionally bring its owner's self-image to life.
Appearance, charm, wealth, identity, even a complete persona and a destined path through life.
1. The fully immersive online game is a real world.
2. Western fantasy is too niche, so I added streaming and gaming elements (revised 2021.8.10).
Screenshotted 2021.7.25 and 8.10.
Theme: Justice is never absent
