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Villain Ch 974. NSFW Server
The server was bustling with activity, even more so than he had anticipated. Channels were filled with chatter—hundreds of messages popping up every few seconds, discussions ranging from game strategies to fan theories about the Devil Emperor’s backstory, to intense debates about the possible romance options.
For the past half hour, Allen had been immersed in the Discourd server. He had navigated through three different fanbase servers dedicated to his in-game persona.
The main server was the largest, filled with channels dedicated to everything from fan art to in-depth discussions about game mechanics. Players shared their favorite moments, debated strategies, and theorized about the Devil Emperor’s future actions in the game.
The second server was more specialized, focusing on the Emperor’s subordinates. Here, the discussions were less about him and more about the dynamics within his team. Players analyzed the relationships between the Devil Emperor and his companions, speculating about the backstories and motivations of characters like Vivian, Larissa, and the others.
Then there was the third server. This one was marked NSFW, and the content inside was exactly what he had feared. There were explicit fan arts, mash-up audio clips of his voice from various in-game recordings mixed together to create something new and decidedly lewd, and other adult-themed content. It was jarring, to say the least.
But he also found a surprisingly well-done remix music track that used his voice in a creative, non-explicit way.
Allen could only hold back his cringe. This was not what he had expected at all. He usually only checked the official gaming forums or major gaming communities—places where discussions were centered around strategy, updates, and the technical aspects of the game. The intensity and fervor of a fanbase server like this were entirely new to him.
Feeling he had seen enough, Allen closed the Discourd server with a final tap. He needed a break from the crazy experience of seeing his in-game persona dissected and romanticized in ways he hadn’t anticipated.
He pocketed his phone and stood up, stretching his body to shake off the lingering tension from his time online. Allen then made his way out of his room. The girls were coming over, and he wanted everything to be perfect—not just in terms of atmosphere, but also in the little details that would make the evening feel special.
He had already discussed his plans with Kai the previous day, but there were a few last-minute touches he wanted to ensure were taken care of.
He approached one of the servants, a young woman in a crisp uniform who was dusting a nearby table. "Excuse me," Allen said, his tone polite but firm. "Could you please tidy up my room a bit and put out the eating utensils? Or maybe a bit of decoration? Just a little something to make the evening feel special."
The servant looked up, nodding immediately. "Of course, sir. I’ll take care of it right away."
"Thank you," Allen replied, giving her a small nod of appreciation. The servant moved off to carry out his request. It was important to him that tonight went smoothly, that everything was perfect—not just for him, but for the girls as well. This wasn’t just another evening; it was a chance to create memories.
With that taken care of, he turned his attention to another matter. He needed to ask Emma about the petitions, maybe she knew one or two about it. It was four o’clock now, and since it was the weekend, she should have finished her homeschooling by now. Allen walked down the hallway toward Emma’s room.
Allen knocked on the door. He waited, hearing a slight rustling from inside. A moment later, the door opened, and Emma stood there, looking up at him with a curious expression.
"Hey," Allen said, offering Emma a small smile as he stood at her door. "Got a minute to talk?"
Emma raised one of her eyebrows, her curiosity piqued. "About what?" she asked, her voice casual but attentive.
"About the emperor’s petitions. Do you know about it?" Allen asked, trying to keep his tone light, though his mind was still buzzing with everything he’d seen online.
Before Emma could respond, another voice cut in from inside Emma’s room. "What petitions?" The voice was calm but laced with curiosity.
Allen turned his head toward the source of the voice and found Azura approaching. His heart skipped a beat. Azura was someone he hadn’t expected to run into right now, especially considering their recent in-game encounter. Just now, he had killed her character brutally. And while Azura had no idea it was him who had killed her, the memory made him feel a bit awkward standing in front of her now.
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"What petitions?" Azura repeated, her eyes locked onto Allen’s with an inquisitive look.
Allen cleared his throat, trying to dispel the awkwardness. "Uh, it’s nothing major," he said, a bit too quickly. "Just some stuff about the Devil Emperor. There’s been some talk about, uh, changes that players want."
Azura tilted her head slightly, her long hair cascading over her shoulder. "Changes? Like what? New abilities? He’s too OP already."
Allen shook his head with a small smile. "Nah, not gameplay stuff. I’m talking about the kind of changes that fans want for the character. Like making the Devil Emperor a romanceable character or joining his crew."
Emma’s eyes widened in shock. "Wait, what?" she exclaimed, clearly taken aback by the idea. The surprise in her voice mirrored the disbelief Allen had felt when he first learned about it.
Azura blinked, her surprise just as evident. "Wait, seriously? People want to romance the Devil Emperor? Isn’t he, like, the ultimate villain?"
Allen couldn’t help but chuckle, though it was laced with a bit of nervousness. "Yeah, it’s weird, right? I mean, who would’ve thought that the guy who’s supposed to be the big bad would end up with a fanbase like that?"
Azura crossed her arms, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. "I guess it makes sense in a way. People are always drawn to the mysterious, powerful types. And the Devil Emperor is definitely that. But still, romance? That’s… unexpected."
"Where did you get this information?" Emma asked, narrowing her eyes slightly, her voice laced with skepticism.
"From other players," Allen replied with a shrug, trying to keep his tone casual. "And I just checked it out myself. They were right."
After that, he and Emma exchanged a glance, a silent conversation passing between them that only the two of them could understand.
’Did Kafra find out?’ Emma’s eyes seemed to ask, a hint of concern flickering in her gaze.
Allen frowned slightly, the implication sinking in. ’You mean the game devs?’ he confirmed with a subtle nod.