Rocot: Reborn

In an instant, the Son of Forbidden had encountered great trouble. The mysterious forces that had been watching the battle on the sidelines also began to move. Chaos, Light, the Underworld, Nature, they had been observing quietly but it seemed that they could no longer stay out of it and replaced the chess pieces on the board one after another.

"How is this possible? Based on the experience accumulated from the previous game, they will definitely not join any camp at the beginning!" Lokod frowned. He had never expected that things would develop to this point.

"It seems like he changed the rules of the game..." Guillaume's face was quite solemn. He could realize the seriousness of the situation.

Rocot's face twitched slightly. No matter what grudges Guillaume had against him in the past, they should put aside their prejudices and face this unprecedented crisis together.

The development of events obviously exceeded everyone's expectations. The Forbidden Son's chess game seemed to be going quite smoothly. With the placement of one piece, the seemingly chaotic starry sky suddenly became orderly, and the battle situation became clear in an instant.

Rocot's face gradually darkened. He suddenly broke the bond with Guillaume, then suddenly turned around to face Guillaume. A deep halo appeared in front of him.

"This is the highest level of authority in the Tunneler system that I currently possess. I'm handing it over to you, Guillaume." His eyes suddenly became firm, and then he handed over the light screen in his hand.

"Locod, what are you doing..." Guillaume's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at this man who was once his mortal enemy in disbelief.

"He has to choose his side first." Rocot's voice gradually became low and disappeared into the morning glow.

Deep in the universe, in the dark dimension, the Forbidden Son floated silently in the endless void, his eyes like the abyss, absorbing the surrounding light. His fingertips passed through the void, creating ripples, as if shuttling through the fabric of time and space, wandering between the long river of history and the vision of the future.

In this image full of symbols and omens, his figure seemed to be endowed with some mysterious power, and every tiny movement could affect the fate of the universe. With a blank expression, he opened the box that caused countless disputes, and its secrets no longer belonged to the past, but were brought to the present.

A smile seemed to appear on the face of the Son of Taboo, a smile that challenged authority, and all this had obviously placed him on a broader chessboard.

The eyes of the Forbidden Son are like the abyss, and it seems that as long as one is wise enough, he can read all the secrets of the universe. He is facing the thickness and depth of the entire universe. This game has long gone beyond a simple wrestling match, but is an eternal test of wisdom and courage.

He closed the box, letting the faint light flicker in the darkness. This game between the universe has only just begun.

The Forbidden Son quietly pondered the changes that were about to take place. He looked at the stars in the distance and his smile became even more unfathomable.

"Come, let's see who can truly control the future." His voice was gentle and distant, like a secret message that penetrated time and space. "Only those who have both wisdom and courage can dominate the vast destiny of the universe."

In a corner of the future world, in a forgotten laboratory, a silvery-white glow loomed in the deep darkness. In the center of the laboratory, a sealed cabin that had been abandoned for a long time slowly opened, and a figure woke up in the interweaving of light and shadow.

"It's a new beginning, ha..." Roccod forced himself to open his eyes, a bitter smile hanging on the corners of his mouth. His voice was hoarse, like a long-lost melody, gradually echoing in this long-silent space.

He slowly sat up, surrounded by ruins. The former palace of science and technology was now in ruins and desolate. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes. This time, he must take everything back, no matter what the cost.

"You are courting death by doing this." A faint voice sounded at the side, and a figure in a black robe that looked erratic slowly walked out of the shadows. It was the Shadow Messenger, a bystander of the future world.

Rocot glanced at him, and the smile on his face became even more intense. "It's not a bad idea. I've already died once, so why should I be afraid of another death?"

The Shadowbringer stopped in front of him. "Do you think you can change anything in this life? Even if you have the memories of your past life, the rules of this world are no longer under your control. You are just another chess piece in a bigger chess game."

"Chess piece? Ha, I don't think so." Rocot stood up, his hair fluttering slightly, "In this life, I don't just want to be a king, but a player in this big game. I want to make those who betrayed me and committed crimes pay the price."

The Shadowbringer smiled coldly, "Then let's see if you have the ability. Don't forget, you are not fighting alone in this world. Your opponents are spread across various camps, and they will not let you succeed easily."

"Then let them come." Roccod raised his eyebrows and walked through the ruins with firm steps. "The rules of this world have begun to change since the moment I was reborn."

As the night falls and the stars fade, a magnificent journey is about to begin in this corner of the future world. This time, Rocot vows to take back everything that belongs to him, even if there are thorns ahead, he will move forward.

The Shadowbringer quietly watched his receding back, with a complex light in his eyes. What would be the outcome of this game this time? He couldn't help but smile, and at that moment, the entire future world seemed to be waiting for Roccod's answer.

Taboo Son

He stood on the podium, looking at the cheering crowd. His eyes were deep and indifferent, as if he was looking down at a chess game that no one could solve. Even in the face of victory, his reaction was surprisingly calm - for this forbidden son, winning a game was not enough to move him.

"You're courting death by doing this." A voice sounded in his heart, carrying endless warnings and worries.

He leaned against the podium and smiled, "It's not a bad idea. I've already died once, so why should I be afraid of another death?"

But this time, he is not alone. Behind him is his beloved, the legendary captain Luya in the interstellar war. Her existence becomes his reason to fight, but also his weakness.

The vast universe stretches before them, and the battle song of the stars has already sounded. How will he use the knowledge and wisdom of his previous life to regain his throne in this battle between the stars?

The Shadowbringer observed his every move, his indifferent eyes hiding deep meaning. "Can you change anything? Even if you have the memory of your past life, the rules of this universe no longer belong to you. You are just another chess piece in a bigger chess game."

He stood between light and shadow, smiling calmly and strangely. "Chess piece? Ha, I don't think so. In this life, I don't just want to be a king, but a player in this big game. I will make those who betrayed me and committed crimes pay the price."

The sea of ​​stars was rising and falling, the battle flags were flying. In the endless darkness, he chose to attack; under the watchful eyes of the gods, he chose to challenge.

"Then let's see if you have the ability. Don't forget, you are not the only one fighting in this universe. Your opponents are spread across various galaxies, and they will not let you succeed easily." The Shadow Messenger smiled coldly, with a solemn tone in his voice.

He straightened his body, his eyes flashing with the light before the storm. "Then let them come. The rules of this universe have begun to change since the moment I was reborn."