The Fool's Paradise

Good news: I’ve transmigrated and become a Chosen of Joy, with the power to summon players.

Bad news: The players bring not [Joy] but [Destruction]!

“Mission target confirmed. How do we fight our way through?”

A player’s robes flutter as he swings his sword through the air. “Nine Heavens, let the divine thunder descend!”

“Divine Sword, Thunder Control? You’re an Elemental Mage, not an Elemental Swordsman!”

In the church square, heretics are dragged onto the pyre.

“Heretics, repent!”

A player coolly surveys the crowd, not a trace of remorse in their eyes.

“Fate has doomed us to defeat. In our next lives, you’ll pay for this blood debt!”

The next day, someone cries out in a loud voice:

“Dreams linger, the winds and clouds rage. Everyone, our next life is here!”

“The boss is a tough one. We need twenty people as sacrifices to summon an evil god. Who’s in?”

In an instant, more than a hundred players rush forward, their expressions frenzied and their eyes fever-bright.

“Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne!”