Fractured: I became Her【Genderbend LitRPG】

Chapter 133: Opening Cutscene

"In the ancient age, the world was unformed, shrouded in fog land of grey crags, Archtrees, and Everlasting Dragons."The screen was hazy, lifeless mist covering everything.

From the chilling depths of that fog, one could vaguely glimpse dark shadows causing the mist to churn and surge. This immersive scene was enough to make any player with weak nerves immediately quit. The view shifted as the fog began to disperse, revealing the dead, gray world beneath.

"Everywhere there were gray rocks, towering gray trees reaching for the clouds, and the Immortal Ancient Dragons."

In this gray, lifeless world, existence felt pale and meaningless.

The terrifying, grotesque Immortal Ancient Dragons perched in the stagnant world. Their eternal immortality brought with it eternal stagnation. This world without future, without change, was suffocatingly oppressive!

At this moment, all players logging into Fractured were hoping for this dreadful world to change.

A monotonous world, decayed and pathetic.

"But then there was Fire. And with Fire came Disparity." The scene changed again, diving deep through the dense root networks of giant gray Archtrees, going deeper, deeper, deeper. From the darkness, floating embers appeared like spirits.

Everyone held their breath, sensing what was coming.

"Heat and cold, life and death, and of course... light and dark."

The Primal Fire, symbol of hope, burned fiercely deep underground! For the first changing lifeforms in Fractured, fire held extraordinary meaning! It not only dispelled the deadly fog and provided soil for life to emerge, but also naturally taught life the meaning of change!

"Then, from the dark, They came, and found the Souls of Lords within the flame."

The narrator's voice suddenly shifted, becoming dark and mysterious.

In the soil untouched by fire's light, the area representing the first concept of death began to stir. A great being formed from countless bones and decaying flesh moved toward the fire, but had to retreat midway, unable to withstand its power.

"Nito, the First of the Dead." He claimed a fragment of the First Flame Lord Soul.

Meanwhile, creatures awed by the fire's power, and a witch craving that power, also approached the flame. Her strength was lesser, allowing her only to wander the shallow areas to receive the raging heat.

"Witch Izalith, and her Daughters of Chaos." She obtained a small portion of the First Flame Lord Soul, was burned for it, and shared the flame with her children.

But the Lord Souls they obtained were too small, too weak, especially compared to the great being who took nearly all that remained.

"Gwyn, the Lord of Sunlight, and his faithful knights."

Lord Gwyn claimed a large portion of the First Flame Lord Soul. Its power was so immense that even he couldn't fully control it, sharing it instead with his knights who stood with banners raised and armor gleaming.

"And the furtive pygmy, so easily forgotten."

That tiny fragment of the First Flame Lord Soul was so minuscule that the three powerful beings never noticed it. By chance, it fell into the hands of the dark race. With this, all the Lord Souls were claimed. Yet... that wasn't the whole story.

The narration paused for a long moment before resuming with its eerie background music.

A pure white flame defying natural laws appeared on a slender, pearl-like hand. Strangely, this fire, which could even burn witches, left her completely unharmed. The delicate figure shrouded in ornate black robes stood mysteriously and nobly.

"Primordial Sage." She possessed a wisp of flame, yet her name remained unmentioned in the introduction.

Hidden in darkness, the Primordial Sage suddenly lifted her head to gaze at the camera while deep in thought. Her face, veiled in an enigmatic glow, projected an intense stare that felt tangible! Players hiding behind their screens felt their hearts pound in unison, struck by the unnerving sensation that this game NPC saw through all their pretenses.

This thrill made countless Fourth Calamity players cheer in approval, the opening CG for Fractured's public beta was absolutely spectacular!

"Those who obtained the power of lords resolved to challenge the Immortal Ancient Dragons to change this stagnant, decaying world."

Lord Gwyn, Izalith, Nito.

Enraged, the Immortal Ancient Dragons took to the skies in swarms, their wings beating furiously as they unleashed devastating strikes upon any lifeforms daring to challenge their dominion. Even the most valiant knights fell before the dragons' impervious scales and annihilating breath.

The bearers of the lords' power suffered heavy losses.

But...

"The Primordial Sage emerged during this defeat, seeking audience with Lord Gwyn to reveal how the Immortal Ancient Dragons could be defeated."

The meeting between Lord Gwyn and the Primordial Sage was recorded by historians on stone tablets.

"Gwyn's Lightning pierced the Immortal Ancient Dragons' scales. Nito's Death Miasma corroded their flesh. Izalith's Flame Storm shattered their bodies. Seath the Scaleless, the White Dragon without scales, betrayed his kind and sealed their final escape route."

Violent thunderbolts tore through the mist as countless Immortal Ancient Dragons fell from the sky.

Flames, Death Miasma, and Lightning intertwined, composing an epic of monumental scale.

"Thus began the Age of Fire."

The scene shifted. The once gray world had transformed completely, with sunlight bathing a thriving land. The magnificent Sun God lineage Royal City, Anor Londo, stood proudly atop the highest point of Lordran!

"But all flames must eventually fade. When that happens, only darkness will remain. Now, as the fire dims and light fails to reach the world, night will continue without end. The only solution is..."

"Kindle the Flame."

Fractured officially launched its public beta, with Version 1.0 going live. Countless players swarmed like locusts into this mysterious and captivating new world, scattering destiny itself in their wake.

When the Fourth Calamity descended, the Fractured Gods watched in astonishment as the once-predictable river of fate churned into chaos.

Their grim forecasts of a world descending into eternal disorder now wavered in unpredictability. Fate no longer belonged to the gods, it had shifted to the countless new beings who dared to do anything. Whether this would prove beneficial for Fractured? Only time would tell.

They were...

Players!

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