I Made a Game Featuring Constellations-Chapter 106

Sister.

Sister.

Sister.

As the restriction Thystina had placed upon Beydia’s mind shattered, the truth rushed in like a flood.

The reason the Goddess of Wisdom had placed her in this world.

The truth she had needed to know but had forcibly ignored due to the seal.

Ah.

Her sister’s love was deeper and wider than she had ever imagined.

And yet, she had hated her.

Resented her.

Without knowing anything at all.

I’m so sorry.

I will make this right.

No matter what it takes, I will repay this debt.

I love you, Sister.

From within the private Dream Server, where her consciousness had been slumbering—

Beydia °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° awoke.

***

Agora Plaza – The In-Game Community Hub

"This game is running out of content."

"That’s how all dead games go, huh?"

Players of Akashic Archive lounged around in the vast community plaza, idly chatting.

"I thought the eighth Pantheon statue’s story was pretty fun. Don’t you think?"

"Couldn’t really focus on the story. The chest was too distracting."

"I wonder if the next statue’s story will release next week?"

"Based on the update pattern, probably."

"Ugh, why is it taking so long? There’s nothing to do!"

"Bro, this is already fast. You play all day and then complain about no content?"

"How do you think the Pantheon storyline will end?"

"Since Thystina keeps talking about learning something, it’s probably tied to her."

"So, do we fight Thystina in the final battle?"

"Nah. We’ll team up with her and fight Beidos."

"Beidos is dead, though."

"Then he’ll come back to life."

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"That’s ridiculous."

A peaceful day.

Everything seemed normal.

Just another routine conversation in the plaza.

Until—

[Emergency Event! The Dark God Beidos, a specter of the past, has invaded the Pantheon!]

"Huh? Emergency event? What’s this?"

"Oh, an event. Do we get free currency?"

[Special Mode: World Boss Raid Activated.]

"RAID! RAID!"

"NEW CONTENT!"

"WOOOOOOO!"

A participation button appeared in front of every player currently logged in.

With nothing better to do, they clicked it without hesitation.

Light engulfed them as they transcended space, converging in a single location.

"Wait, so the new boss is that dragon from the story? The one that got beaten down?"

"Oh! I loved the Dragonslayer arc! We get to fight him again?"

"YESS! CONTENT DROP! LET’S GOOOO!"

Even players who had logged off moments ago scrambled to pick up their terminals.

Across the continent, countless flickering lights gathered into a singular dream.

[W-What... is this?!]

Tens of thousands—no, hundreds of thousands—of players assembled with a single purpose.

The sheer force of their collective presence didn’t just rival a god.

It surpassed one.

"Wait, we’re all fighting together?"

"Damn. That’s kind of a shame. Boss is gonna die too fast."

"Hey, don’t die too quickly! Give us a good fight!"

These weren’t mere mortals.

Each one wielded the power and Authority of legendary heroes.

And not a single one of them feared pain or death.

A swarm of dopamine-fueled lunatics.

[H-HOW CAN THIS BE POSSIBLE?!]

For the first time in his existence, the Dark Dragon Beidos hesitated.

"Time to test out my new character!"

"GIMME LOOT!"

"C’MERE, YOU!"

"How many sage stones do we get for this?"

"I’LL CARRY, DON’T WORRY!"

Beyond confusion—beyond shock—

For the first time, the Dark God felt something unfamiliar.

Fear.

A horde of players surged toward him, with a madness that could only be described as pure, unfiltered chaos.

***

When I encounter an opponent I cannot possibly defeat, I turn to Akashic Archive.

That was the contingency plan I had devised after sealing away the Abyssal Sludge as a weekly boss.

If I could project a real enemy into the game, making them appear as just another raid boss, then...

The players would have no fear.

Instead, they would charge in, excited for the battle.

For the fun of the game.

For the rewards I offered.

And so, the moment I realized Beidos had returned, I activated my emergency protocol.

The plan was simple—

Trap the Dark God inside the game, transform him into a boss monster, and let the players handle him.

Luckily, this was perfect timing.

The final chapter of the Pantheon Saga was supposed to feature a climactic battle between Thystina and the resurrected Beidos.

Since I had already prepared all the assets, implementing the scenario immediately was a simple task.

[Dreamteller warns you that this is too dangerous.]

Of course, the Constellation tried to stop me.

Even if I used my Authority to send an avatar instead of my real body, a powerful god could still inflict permanent damage on my mind.

But I had to go.

I had seen everything.

Every memory of Beidos.

Every recollection from the Constellations who had suffered under him.

I knew exactly why Lord of the Night had slain the Dark Dragon and ascended to the stars.

I knew how she had lived ever since.

Knowing all of that—

How could I possibly abandon her?

[Dreamteller sighs and nods, reluctantly accepting your decision.]

[Dreamteller extends their tiny pinky and makes you promise not to do anything reckless.]

"Of course. I value my life too, you know."

With the Constellation’s reluctant approval, everything proceeded smoothly.

Using the power of dreams, I descended to the place of Beidos’s resurrection.

And there, I saw Lord of the Night facing him.

"Are you alright, Constellation?"

As expected, she was frozen in place.

Paralyzed by the trauma of her past nightmare.

She couldn't move.

She couldn't even breathe properly.

"Please step back for a moment."

That only made me more determined.

To save her.

To free her from this fear.

"So you’re the so-called Beidos, huh?"

[...A human?]

"Hah. You look solid enough. Hopefully, you’ve got a good variety of attack patterns."

Not just for Thystina.

But for every Constellation.

For everyone who had suffered at his hands.

This was payback.

"N-No, Curator! It's too dangerous!"

Thystina tried to stop me.

She knew exactly how terrifyingly powerful Beidos was.

The fact that she had overcome her fear enough to speak up only proved how much she was worried about me.

Even though we hadn’t known each other for long, she already cared this much.

That was touching.

"Don’t worry. I won’t be the one fighting, anyway."

This battle wasn’t dangerous for me.

If anything, it was dangerous for him.

"Ahh, I really didn’t want to reveal this yet."

With Thystina’s support, I expanded the power of dreams to its maximum.

The entire space was engulfed.

I had dragged this battlefield into Akashic Archive.

If Beidos was invincible in his domain—

And we couldn't erase his domain like Thystina had in the past—

Then I would simply use my own domain to counter him.

I overwrote reality.

With my world.

With Akashic Archive.

Columns of light pierced through the sky as hundreds of thousands of players arrived.

Beidos was stunned.

Completely caught off guard.

And it was glorious.

...Oh, wait.

I forgot to add a health bar.

With a simple command, the players’ interface updated.

[LV. 614 Resurrected Dark Dragon, Beidos]

Now, that looked right.

The moment his health bar appeared, the players charged without hesitation.

No fear.

No doubt.

Only pure excitement for the new content—

And the rewards.

"Shall we sit back and enjoy the show?"

"...Huh? ...Oh."

With a quick asset swap, I summoned a comfortable viewing couch.

Handing Thystina a drink and some popcorn, I leaned back and sipped my cola through a straw.

SLLLLURP.

The battle unfolded before us.

Now that I thought about it...

Wouldn’t this mess up the storyline?

I had planned for Beidos’s resurrection to be the finale of the Pantheon Saga.

But now he was getting beaten up early.

This was going to throw off the narrative pacing.

Why the hell did he show up so soon?

He was supposed to wait until the right moment.

Damn it, Beidos. Learn some timing.