Rocot: Reborn

When Feng Xing woke up, it was already night. Everything in front of him seemed very unfamiliar. He found himself placed in a simple room with a bed, a table and a chair. There were no windows. A dim wall lamp emitted a weak light, making the whole room seem even darker and quieter.

He tried to concentrate on recalling what happened before, but the severe headache forced him to stop thinking. Feng Xing rubbed his temples with his hands, then gently touched the back of his head, and felt a sharp pain under his fingertips, as if he had been hit hard by something.

"Lokold?!" Feng Xing tried to call out the name of the King of Darkness, hoping that the mysterious figure could hear his voice in some corner.

But there was only a lonely echo in the room, and no one responded. He closed his eyes and tried again, shouting loudly: "King of the Night? Where are you?"

The empty echo once again proved that Lokod was not here. Feng Xing felt a sense of loss in his heart, but then he felt an instinctive alertness.

A weak and powerless Fengxing has no value to him. So, what is the purpose of bringing him here?

Feng Xing sat on the bed and began to scan the details of the room, looking for any clues that could help him understand the current situation. At the same time, some fragments of memory gradually emerged in his mind.

Suddenly, the consciousness deep in his memory suddenly awakened. "Feng Xing! Yes, he is Feng Xing. And I am Luo Kede." Feng Xing's heart was filled with a strong emotional impact. He couldn't help but clench his fists, feeling the shock of regaining his identity.

However, the next moment, he felt fear again. In those broken memory fragments, Feng Xing realized that he did not actively summon Rokod, but because of a mistake, he was caught in the time turbulence and was teleported to this unfamiliar time and space. Now, he has to face a brand new challenge.

Feng Xing stood up, and although his body was still in pain, he knew he had to act. He began to check the room, hoping to find some clues, some clues that could help him contact Rocot.

However, the whole room seemed unusually tidy, without any words or marks, except for his own bed and table, everything looked as if it was temporarily assembled. Feng Xing couldn't help but start to think, is everything here the work of Rokod?

As time passed, Feng Xing gradually regained his strength. Although his headache was still there, his thoughts became much clearer. He began to recall the details of his acquaintance with Rocot and thought about how to establish contact with the future King of the Night.

He thought of the trust that Roccod had revealed to him earlier and decided to take advantage of it. Feng Xing found an ashtray, took out the pen and pad he had saved in his wallet, and began to write down some information.

He writes down his memories and feelings about Rocot, expressing his understanding of the Night King's grand purpose and how he can be his loyal partner now and in the future.

At the end of writing, Feng Xing decided to add a message he inferred from the memory fragments, "The future is in my hands, and darkness will be your most loyal ally."

Finally, Feng Xing folded the note and pressed it on the edge of the ashtray, then placed the remaining cash and several bank cards in his wallet on the table, hoping to attract the attention of someone who discovered him.

Not long after Feng Xing finished all this, the door of the room finally opened. A tall figure appeared at the door. He was dressed in black, his face hidden in the shadows. He walked to the table and his eyes fell on the items left by Feng Xing.

"Feng Xing, we will meet eventually." A hoarse and low voice echoed in the room.

Rocot's voice lingered in the room. His eyes stayed on the note, and the corners of his lips slightly raised. "And your prediction will come true."

In this new world full of opportunities, the legend of Feng Xing and Roccod has just begun.

In the future world, when night falls, the neon lights on the streets begin to light up one after another, illuminating this era where technology and magic coexist. Chaos and order are entangled here, and the boundaries between justice and evil are blurred. People say that in this era, the most dangerous place is not the monsters lurking in the dark night, but the human mind with its ulterior motives.

Rocot, the monarch of the Shadow Kingdom, was a name that should have never been restored to his former glory. However, on a stormy night, he stood in this world with a brand new identity. He once controlled the boundless power of darkness and was feared and respected by the world as the King of Darkness. Now, although his body is no longer what it used to be, the flame of revenge in his heart is burning more fiercely than ever before.

In a remote and abandoned technology laboratory, Roccod had just finished his meditation, his eyes were cold and resolute. He knew that he was about to embark on a long road of revenge, and he would not have any fear or hesitation along the way.

"After my rebirth, I will no longer have any weakness." Roccod whispered to himself.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a figure appeared at the entrance of the laboratory like a ghost. It was Feng Xing, an old friend of the King of Darkness and his most trusted adviser.

"Lokold, are you ready?" Feng Xing's voice was calm and low, but there was an unquestionable determination in it.

Roccod turned around, and their eyes met in the dim light. "Yes, I'm ready." There was a hint of chill in his voice, "The road to revenge will leave no room for retreat."

Feng Xing nodded, with a complicated expression. "Very good. But remember, this road is full of thorns, and you need to be prepared for the worst."

"I have nothing to lose." Rocot responded with a chuckle, as if he didn't care about the coming storm.

The conversation between the two was interrupted by a sudden explosion. Several black figures suddenly appeared at the door of the laboratory, their eyes were cold, and the weapons in their hands were flashing with cold light, pointing at Rokod and Feng Xing.

A mocking smile appeared on Roccod's face. "It seems that our plan is going faster than expected."

Feng Xing stood there quietly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness in the distance, "Lokode, it seems that your story is about to write a new chapter."

At the critical moment, Roccod gently pressed an unknown mechanism, and the light in the laboratory disappeared instantly, and the whole space fell into chaos. What happened next would subvert everyone's imagination, and a legend about the King of Darkness slowly began at this moment.

In the distant future, the border of the Shadow Kingdom is shrouded in mist, and Rocot's black castle looms in the mist. In the window of the highest tower of the castle, a faint light flickers, foreshadowing the awakening of the King of the Night. Rocot stands in front of the window, with fragments of past memories flashing in his eyes, and his fingers gently stroke an unfinished star map on the table, as if looking for something.

"Why is my memory always so fragmented?" Rocot muttered to himself, revealing a rare confusion in his voice. He was once a powerful ruler, but now he is trapped in a reborn body with insufficient power.

In the dark corridor, Rokod's loyal minister Morgar suddenly came hurriedly. His eyes flashed with urgency, "Sir, we found Fengxing, he is in the ruins of the city."

Roccod raised his eyebrows, "Feng Xing, the fool who once tried to solve the mystery of time? Take me to see it."

In the ruins of the city, tall buildings have collapsed, the ground has cracked, and Feng Xing squatted on a pile of broken concrete in the ruins, playing with a glowing strange device in his hand. His clothes were worn out and his face was covered with dust, but the light in his eyes was still firm.

Rokod observed the scene quietly and sneered, "What did you find, Fengxing?"

Feng Xing raised his head and his eyes met with Rokod, "Rokod, I have found the key to reshape the future. But do you still yearn for the power of the past?"

"Power?" Roccod smiled contemptuously, "You don't understand, Fengxing. Power is just a tool to achieve the goal. What I pursue is to transcend the control of all this."

Feng Xing stood up and held the device in his hand high up. "Look carefully, Rokod. This is not just power, this is a chance to change the rules."

Rokod's eyes lingered on the device in Fengxing's hand. He knew that this might be the key to his return to the top. He slowly walked towards Fengxing, his eyes flashing with cunning and calculation, "So, are you willing to plan for the future with me?"

Feng Xing smiled slightly. There were many hidden mechanisms behind the seemingly simple question. He knew what Rokod was thinking and was also aware of his own situation. "If our goals are the same, why not the future be ours?"

The confrontation between the two seemed particularly abrupt in the twilight of the ruins, and everything around them seemed to be waiting for their decision. Feng Xing gently put down the device, and Rokod stretched out his hand, and the tension between the two was about to explode.

At this critical moment, the shadow behind Rocot suddenly moved. A mysterious figure approached silently with a fierce light in his eyes. Feng Xing caught a glimpse of this scene and hurriedly warned Rocot. However, before he could say anything, the shadow had already pounced on Rocot.

The tense atmosphere reached its climax in an instant, and Feng Xing and Luo Kede had to make a choice, and this choice would determine their future destiny.