Rocot: Reborn

Xavier's expression remained unchanged, but a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. "What's the use of empty words? How strong can the darkness be if it can only talk?" His tone was provocative, triggering the anger hidden in the darkness.

Something seemed to be stirring in the darkness. Roccod gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. "Don't get carried away. We have encountered too many things in this world. Just because we won a game doesn't mean everything is over. Get ready, Xavier."

Suddenly, Reina's trembling voice sounded beside them, "You two, don't... don't let it... succeed." Although Reina's voice was weak, it was equally firm. This firmness gave Rocot and Xavier new strength.

The existence in the darkness seemed to be enraged by their courage. It began to devour the air around it, and the space began to distort. The swords that Rocot and Xavier held tightly became heavier, and the light swayed in the distortion, but the two did not move at all.

"Since you are so persistent, I will let you see what true despair is!" The voice of darkness became sharp, and the surrounding void seemed to be sucked in by some force, forming whirlpools.

In the center of the vortex, a faint light appeared. The light was tender and fragile, as if it would be swallowed by the darkness at any time. However, at the moment when this light appeared, Rocot and Savile felt an unprecedented power, as if it came from the first call of the world.

"That's..." Xavier's eyes widened.

Rocot gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and said in a deep voice, "The origin of light, our hope... this... this is..."

The being in the darkness roared, and countless dark tentacles stretched out from the void, trying to tear apart the little bit of light. Its roar contained disbelief and deep fear.

Rocot and Xavier took a step forward at the same time, pointing their swords towards the vortex. Their swords vibrated slightly, and light shone beside the sword tips, which was their determination to fight against darkness and yearn for light.

"Why should we worry?" With a hint of sneer on his face, Xavier pointed the tip of his sword at the dark vortex, "As long as there is a ray of light, what is there to fear about darkness?"

Just as the two were about to launch the final charge, the light spot in the vortex suddenly exploded, and the white light shot up into the sky, splitting the darkness in two, and then gathered into a more magnificent stream of light. And this stream of light was slowly extending towards Rocot and Savile...

The stream of light was getting bigger and bigger, but Rocot and Savile found that they could not stop the spread of the stream of light. Their swords were like feathers in their hands, powerless to resist the force. However, they did not stand still, they continued to swing their swords, trying to stop the stream of light.

"No... Impossible." Rocot's eyes widened in disbelief. "How could our swords... How could they be ineffective?" He looked at Savile. Arthur had no expression on his face, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of tenacity.

"It's just the power we think we have," Xavier said in a low voice, his tone cold. "But the real power is definitely not something we can control."

"What should we do then?" Roccod began to panic. He couldn't imagine what would happen to the whole world if they failed...

"We can only wait," said Xavier calmly. "Wait, and persevere."

The dark being continued to roar, but the stream of light grew larger and larger, and finally occupied almost the entire space. Roccod and Xavier stood at the edge of the stream of light, but in fact they could not get close, because it was a force that they could not interfere with at all.

Reiner could no longer hold on beside them. His face turned pale with fear. He shouted in exhaustion, "This is... the heir of light! This is... inexplicable hope!"

As he spoke, the light became brighter until the surrounding darkness was completely swallowed up, leaving only the figures of Rocot, Xavier, and Reina.

As the darkness completely disappeared, the light stream slowly dissipated, leaving only a crystal sphere, which was the origin of light and the origin of all their hopes.

Rocot and Savile's eyes were fixed on the crystal sphere, and their swords were swinging faster and faster. They didn't know what was going on, they just wanted to use their own strength to stop it all.

However, what they felt was not the joy of victory, but an unprecedented despair and helplessness. They were completely unable to stop what was happening...

At the last moment, the origin of light broke apart, bursting out a destructive light, and the whole world was swallowed up continuously in that moment...

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This is the darkness they face, and this is the light they fight against. They use their courage, their dignity, and everything they have to meet the impending disaster. They do their best and try their best, waiting for the emergence of a ray of hope, waiting for the unknown light.

However, they could not foresee how difficult the road ahead would be, and how long the days ahead would be...

In the vortex of darkness, can they still find the bright path? Or will they be completely swallowed by the darkness and disappear forever in the vortex of darkness?

And where will their swords shine, where will they sparkle?

The challenge of darkness and the continuation of light, their fight and resistance may never stop, no matter what difficulties or challenges they face, or even if they have failed or lost hope.

This is just the beginning for them, the inheritors of light, the challengers of darkness, their stories will write more chapters, their legends will leave their traces and their names in the unknown future...

They are Rocot, they are Xavier, they are Reina, they are all those who seek the light. Their swords, their courage, their faith will overcome all difficulties, all evil forces, and the shackles of darkness until they find that ray of light, until they walk out of the vortex of darkness...

In the pitch-black void, Rocot, Xavier, and Reiner stood side by side, holding their sword handles tightly. The surroundings were filled with an indescribable silence, as if the whole world was waiting for a certain opportunity to appear. The light wrapped around the three people was almost swallowed up by the darkness, like the light of fire on an isolated island, swaying and weak.

Reina's breathing was rapid, and his eyes searched for the vanished light in the darkness. "How long can we hold on?" His voice spread in the darkness, but no response was received.

The silence lasted for a moment, and then Xavier slowly spoke: "Whether the light can reappear or not, our oath cannot be in vain. In the darkness, I will still swing my sword. Even at the last moment, we must let the darkness know that the heir of light has never surrendered."

Rocot nodded, looking carefully at the tough and sharp blade in his hand, as if he could see the clue of fate in its reflection: "The light may be out of reach, but our fighting spirit and our will, like this sword, will surely penetrate the darkness."

Just as the three were about to move forward again and explore the depths of darkness, a strange wave suddenly interfered with their perception. It was similar to the rhythm of breathing, spreading slowly and powerfully. The darkness before them seemed to have begun to come alive.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in the distance, weak but real. The light was like mottled fragments, gradually gathering into a line. Reina's eyes immediately lit up, "Look! That's——"

Xavier raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet and concentrate on feeling the faint light spots. Roccod stared at the gradually pieced-together lights, as if he could sense the outline of a whole new world through them.

When those scattered light spots finally gathered into a dazzling beam of light, a strong feeling surged in Rokod's heart. He seemed to understand something, and a resolute look appeared on his face. He slowly raised the sword in his hand. At this moment, the figures of the three people seemed to be injected with new strength, and the tips of their swords were aimed at the path of light.

However, just as they were about to step onto this bright road, a roar that did not belong to any creature exploded, and the entire void trembled. The darkness seemed to be provoked and began to stir.