Prologue

 

 

 

Prologue

 

BETWEEN successfully making peaceful contact with the multiracial empire of Phon’kaven despite a rocky start and entering into an alliance with another world power, Mynoghra’s last turn had netted them results that ran counter to their nature as an evil civilization.

But alliances always involve give and take.

In return for establishing friendly relations with Phon’kaven, Mynoghra was tasked with defending Dragontan—a Phon’kaven town built close to the Accursed Lands. Of course, Takuto had turned the negotiations in his favor. He’d succeeded in gaining the right to use the Dragon Vein Mine, a strategic resource point, located in Dragontan.

…Mynoghra was steadily increasing its national power on all fronts: constructing new facilities, strengthening the troops, raising future leaders who were showing rapid growth and reliability, and most of all, with the summoning of a new Hero unit, Isla, Queen of bugs.

Mynoghra’s foundation as a strong empire was beginning to solidify thanks to several well-planned strategies that had played out in a matter of a few weeks.

But it was just when Takuto thought everything was going perfectly according to plan that they’d stumbled across the strange phenomenon of defeated Barbarians mysteriously vanishing into thin air, leaving a puzzling gold coin where their corpses should’ve been. The moment Takuto had shared Atou’s vision and confirmed what the design on that coin meant, he was alerted to the sudden appearance of a massive Barbarian horde.

Forces had appeared from yet another game Takuto had often played during his last life.

Mynoghra’s King Takuto Ira was about to be forced to make some hard choices by the military forces closing in on Dragontan that functioned under entirely different rules and mechanics from Eternal Nations.

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“IT’S like…a festival.”

Takuto concisely evaluated the situation to no one in particular.

Bringing a civilization from Eternal Nations to life in this unknown world was inconceivable enough as it was. Obviously, he had considered the possibility of other civilizations showing up too, but not from an entirely different game.

“Brave Questers, your run-of-the-mill classic JRPG,” Takuto uttered the name of that game to himself.

His fading memories vividly came back to him, bringing a wave of nostalgia with them. Brave Questers was a timeless masterpiece full of appealing characters that was beloved by many people and still played to this day.

“Atou, can you hear me?” Takuto stopped thinking to himself and calmly sent a telepathic message to his confidant. A wide grin spread across his face at her immediate response. “Okay, listen up, I’m about to explain our winning strategy.”

He began explaining the game he’d become so addicted to he’d played it enough times to have memorized the strategy guides.

Evil forces worlds apart were on the verge of clashing.