Rocot: Reborn

"It seems that you are really ambitious. However, I don't think you can help me get revenge." As Locot said this, he tapped the sandalwood table lightly with his fingers. His expression was like a cunning negotiator.

But the man didn't care about his ambiguous response. He seemed to be certain that Rocot would join their plan. So he didn't make any more verbal statements, but gently pressed the pendant on his chest. As the magic light flashed, the world in front of Rocot's eyes instantly turned, and in an instant he was in a different dimension.

The man's voice came with the dizziness brought by the distortion of space: "This is a game. We have the power to change everything, so please trust us."

Roccod slowly opened his eyes and saw endless darkness and eight shadows suspended in front of him.

"Game? Do you think I will believe you?" Rocot watched with disdain.

"Believe" The man in front of him appeared in front of him in the distortion of space: "Sire, you will see."

"Hello." The voice coming from the light and shadow did not have a metallic texture like a man's, but a pleasant female voice.

"I should have seen you before, right?" Rocot looked at the light and shadow in front of him with interest.

"Of course, you are our creator." Light and Shadow replied.

"Creator?" Rocot frowned slightly. "You mean, you are my creation?"

"No, everyone." The pleasant female voice continued to answer. As she finished speaking, the light and shadow distorted into the appearance of a woman in a white coat. "In that world, I am Irelia Ron. You can just call me Ellie."

Roccod looked at Ellie's face and inexplicably felt a sense of awe in his heart. The one in front of him was not an ordinary image, but the god left behind by the previous "Dark Lord". It was an almighty being, a god of the same rank as him.

"I know who you are, and I know what you've been through." Ellie didn't dwell on the identity of the Dark Lord for too long. She looked Roccod straight in the eyes and talked to him from a superior position. "You were plotted against and killed by villains. They were a group of disloyal nobles. They stole your victory and attacked your kingdom. You fought to the last moment until you were dragged into the abyss of death by them."

"So, that's your story?" Rocot interrupted.

"Yes." Ellie answered very straightforwardly, "I mean, the Roccod in this world, or more specifically, the life that they took away from the body you have now, he is a kind and ordinary person. I say this not to excuse them, I just want you to know that in that world, our enemies have become our comrades."

"I don't care about his fate in that world." Roccod's tone was as cold as ever.

"You are the one who has had everything taken away from you, and they want to take away everything from Rocot in this world, so our goals are almost the same." Ellie didn't mind Rocot's impolite attitude at all. Her voice was still so calm, as if she had already expected Rocot's attitude. "So, we are giving you a chance. We can give you the opportunity to reshape this world. You are our creator, and you deserve this opportunity."

She paused and continued, "This opportunity has been prepared for a long time. It is a precious treasure that your compatriots have bought for you with their lives, blood and tears. We have the ability to reconnect the world. We can connect the world in this body to the broken world in your memory, which will create infinite possibilities for this world. You can return to that world, return to the place where you first started the battle, you will have a chance to start over, and we will be reborn together."

"Rebirth..." Roccod pondered the meaning of the word.

"Yes." Ellie's voice was firm, "It's not just your new life, it's our new life as well."

"...Go on." Roccod said. He admitted that Ellie's narration moved him because he was from that world.

"We have the power to change the world. We can turn this world into a parallel universe where the Dark Night Empire still exists. We will return to the era when everything has not been desecrated or destroyed. In that era, we are being created, and I have the right to propose changes to this world." Ellie's tone became a little trembling. "We can create a world of your dreams. In that world, you will be the eternal monarch. No one can defeat you. No one."

As she spoke, Ellie bowed slightly to Rocot. She slowly raised her head, her eyes full of fire, the fire of ambition.

"We can give you the Gate of Holy Light as a token of our gratitude, as a token of your acceptance of our united front, my Lord."

Roccod looked at Ellie and realized that the deal between the ambitious men had officially begun.

Rocot's awakening was not accompanied by thunder and lightning, nor was there a dream of foreboding. He simply woke up in a secret room that was not illuminated by sunlight. His body felt extremely heavy, as if it had been rusted by a long sleep, and every joint was resisting his order to wake up. But his mind was unusually clear, and the humiliation and hatred in his memory were like being branded by an iron deep in his soul, and could not be erased.

He sat up with great effort. He was surrounded by dilapidated walls and broken machinery. This seemed to be a long-abandoned laboratory. The air was filled with a musty and cold smell, and he himself was like the last exhibit in the ruins. "Betrayed, then reborn", it was that simple and direct.

Rocot struggled to stand up, his body gradually adapting to the slow movements. He took a deep breath, trying to wake himself up from the confusion of accepting this fact. He was the King of Darkness, the ruler of the future world, how could he fall to such a state?

"You're finally awake." A voice interrupted his thoughts. It came from the other side of the darkness, weak but powerful.

Roccod looked towards the source of the sound warily, but he only saw a figure slowly walking out of the darkness. It was a woman. Her face was not clear in the dim light, but her eyes were unusually bright, as if they were hiding endless secrets.

"Ellie?" Roccod called out the name tentatively, digging out information related to this name from the depths of his memory.

"Yes, Rocot." The woman's voice revealed a hint of satisfaction. "I know you have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to explain."

"Explanation? What I need to know is not only explanation, but also revenge!" There was a coldness in Rocot's voice.

"I understand," Ellie slowly came to him, "but before that, I have a suggestion."

Roccod stared at her, and a trace of curiosity began to surge in his heart. Could this woman bring about a change in him? He snorted coldly, "Proposal?"