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As the discussion around Sekiro grew hotter and hotter, amid countless players’ eager anticipation and the intense attention of numerous media outlets, the countdown to Sekiro’s 24-hour launch appeared precisely on schedule across the dual motion-sensing pod platforms of Yiyou and Xunteng!

Abroad, multiple gaming media and review sites like SNG Forum, Global Players, SLGamers, and Hummingbird Game Reviews all released news announcing Sekiro’s imminent official release!

Players from Europe, America, Japan, South Korea, Southeast Asia... all opened the previous demo to personally challenge the Samurai General once again!

One reason was to wait for the official release of Sekiro. The other was to warm up their skills and get ready for the coming battle.

Some foreign players even “called in sick” on this day, with excuses ranging from headaches and colds to near-death conditions, creating a wild variety of leave reasons.

Meanwhile, the scene domestically was even more exaggerated!

Beyond media reports and fervent player discussions, livestream platforms like Shark, Xiaopozhan, Black Flag, and even Douyin all independently held events.

Some were speedrun challenges, some were boss first-kill attempts, others were challenges for the fewest deaths…

Though the events were varied and bizarre, the event pages on their homepages were all strikingly prominent!

Pew from the United States, Hideki from Neon, a host of new and old streamers from China!

The streamers were rubbing their hands in anticipation; players were eagerly waiting!

The gaming community was ablaze with fiery expectation!

Sekiro had become today’s hottest keyword in the gaming world.

And with this came an awkward event—

...

“Ah? Torii is also releasing today? Shocked…”

Near 8 p.m. Zhongjing time, Xiaopozhan’s streamer Old Chrysanthemum was patiently waiting for Sekiro’s unlock.

He casually saw this chat barrage message.

Suddenly, he cracked an awkward grin.

He switched to Komera’s gaming platform to check and indeed found it was true.

Not only was Torii releasing today, but its release time was exactly the same.

Seeing Old Chrysanthemum go silent, the livestream chat erupted with laughter—

‘Chairman UFO burned out’

‘What a thick skull, Komera...’

‘Hahaha, feels like they forgot to update the release time, there’s no way it should clash head-on with Sekiro’

‘To be fair, Torii’s industrial level is actually quite good’

‘But that’s all it has left, I don’t even want to buy it, just playing the demo is enough’

‘True, the combat is too repetitive’

‘Not just repetitive, it’s literally identical, no changes at all’

‘The key issue is the AI is so dumb, it just runs straight and the attacks are so monotonous’

‘I just think their daring to release alongside Sekiro is utterly absurd...’

‘…’

Watching the audience’s discussions, the so-called “Future Tech Chairman” Old Chrysanthemum was somewhat at a loss: “Maybe... it’s confidence?”

Old Chrysanthemum didn’t know how much courage Komera had to release Torii on time, fully aware its popularity was no match for Sekiro’s.

Perhaps, from his perspective, this was just some kind of strategy and promotional tactic from Komera that he couldn’t understand.

But in reality!

Old Chrysanthemum was overthinking it.

The reason Komera boldly collided with Golden Wind once again was because the current Torii project was leaderless and chaotic.

After all, at this moment, the project leader Koizumi was still hospitalized recovering.

And the previous team leader Moriya Tetsuya had already resigned and no longer commanded this project’s release and promotion.

As for the higher-up Uekoe Kagemasa, he had no understanding of games.

Moreover, he was currently preoccupied with more important investigations and matters…

Old Chrysanthemum, as a streamer, was unaware of all this.

Nor did he care.

Because at this moment!

A young lady holding a red oil-paper umbrella, dressed in a kimono, was walking gracefully through the swirling snow to a deep, dark cliff dungeon.

With a relaxed hand, she let a letter fall down with the drifting snowflakes.

Old Chrysanthemum’s voice then sounded, the classic opening line signaling the start of the livestream:

“Alright, dear viewers, welcome to the game stream with Old Chrysanthemum. Today’s game is called Sekiro,”

“And I have already played the demo for thirty minutes and fully understand this game...”

Buzz—!!!

The chat barrage exploded!

‘Shocked! Finally started!’

‘The opening speech actually said it all’

‘Steady chant’

‘Not just a ten-minute understanding’

‘Let’s go! Let’s go!’

‘Go?’

‘Chairman is quite impressive’

‘Nonsense, haven’t you seen how long he held the demo?’

‘Hhhhh, chairman really loves this game’

‘Wolf fanboy head...’

‘…’

Amid the lively discussion, the letter slowly drifted down, and Old Chrysanthemum took the opportunity of the cutscene to roughly explain the fragmented clues gathered from the demo’s opening storyline—

Wolf, the protagonist and player character, was originally an orphan adopted by his foster father during the twenty-year-old Ashina Isshin’s rebel war. Since then, Wolf became the personal guard of “the young lord” Kuro.

Now, Ashina was under attack by the Inner Palace and on the brink of collapse.

Because the mysterious power contained in young lord Kuro, Ashina’s grandson Genichiro, had placed him under house arrest.

Though the reason was still unknown, without doubt, as Kuro’s personal guard, Wolf had to rise and rescue his young master.

“So the game’s main theme is—”

Old Chrysanthemum summarized:

“Every true man must risk his life to protect the person most important to him! Yup!”

‘LMAO—!!!’

The chat barrage immediately exploded:

‘Hahaha, hometown dialect, huh?’

‘Every true おとこ has to fight and risk his life to protect what’s most important’

‘Royal translation’

‘Your Neon Japanese is really good’

‘Too abstract, LOL’

‘Was serious at first, then the chairman made it hilarious’

‘Hahaha...’

‘…’

“Alright! Good!”

After receiving a letter from an unknown young lady, Old Chrysanthemum, as Wolf, slowly opened his eyes:

“We don’t need to read the letter, it basically says to find the young lord, but my hand… seems different from the demo version.”

He looked at his left arm.

Something was odd.

In the demo, his left arm was obviously modified and could carry various ninja tools.

But in the full game, it was just a normal human hand.

No clue why.

Maybe the story will explain later.

Old Chrysanthemum then set off on his journey.

Along the way, exclaiming excitedly:

“Damn! This wall jump is way smoother than in the demo...”

“Oh— and this wall climb...”

“I can swim...”

“Holy crap! I can even dive and jump underwater! Shocked...”

Stealthily sneaking, he followed the prompt to the hut where the young lord was.

Upon opening the door!

The cutscene appeared; Old Chrysanthemum shouted excitedly: “Oh—!!! Wife, damn!!!”

There, in the CG, the “young lord” Kuro, whom players had never met before, turned out to be a cute little boy.

As Wolf’s master, Kuro always spoke softly, innocent and naive.

Seeing Wolf arrive, Kuro happily ran over.

But Wolf knelt on one knee, strictly respecting the master-servant hierarchy, reporting in.

Kuro looked a little at a loss and somewhat disappointed but tried hard to be a proper “lord,” suppressing his childish feelings and handing Wolf the sword “Kusabimaru”:

“According to our master-servant pact, risk your life... and serve me.”

War raged, lives were devastated.

The homeland once stabilized by sword saint Isshin Ashina twenty years ago was now on the verge of collapse as Isshin aged.

At this moment, Kuro seemed just like Wolf did back then.

Lost and confused, sacrificing innocence for survival, enduring the baptism of war, striving to become a responsible young lord.

But unlike Wolf twenty years ago, at least now he had Wolf by his side.

This silent man, like a shadow, would keep his promise.

Risk his life to protect, and rescue what was taken.

Taking Kusabimaru, the game officially began!

After passing stages and slaying foes!

With experience from the demo, most players’ initial game experience was good.

The only difference was that the “Leader - Yamauchi Shigenori,” who was once an elite monster demonstrated in the demo, now appeared early in the game.

It was clear the full version differed somewhat from the demo.

But!

No big deal.

After all, Yamauchi Shigenori was much easier to fight than the Samurai General.

The clanging sound of smithing echoed again through the livestream.

Old Chrysanthemum was shouting with excitement!

Soon after battle, Old Chrysanthemum reunited with Kuro.

They passed through a narrow stone corridor back door.

Outside, white reeds swayed like ocean waves.

Moonlight poured down, making the already snowy reeds even more desolate.

Rustle—

Wolf and Kuro stealthily tried to cross the reeds to escape Ashina Genichiro’s control.

However.

A cold voice rang out, shattering their illusion—

“Long time no see... young lord, we last met at your uncle’s grave, right?”

Under the moonlight!

A tall young man clad in majestic armor, wearing a long sword at his waist and a large bow on his back, slowly turned his head.

His gaze was like a blade, his daimyo crown shimmering golden light, exuding the aura of a superior.

The “uncle” he mentioned was Kuro’s biological father.

“Gen... Genichiro-sama...”

The young lord shrank back.

Clearly, Genichiro had discovered their escape plan and was waiting here.

Rustle—

Wolf and Genichiro locked eyes for a moment, neither spoke, but simultaneously drew their blades.

The cold scrape of metal sounded, swords unsheathed reflecting the moonlight, gleaming bright.

All livestream viewers held their breath.

In the vast reed sea, Old Chrysanthemum’s blade was cold, his heart was cold, his blood was cold, and his voice was cold:

“One strike!!!”

Pfft!

“Aiyaa! No no no no no! Ichiro bro! Bro! Wait wait hahaha damn!!!”

One second break!

He got hit right away!

His HP bar was already thin since he had no attribute boosts.

Genichiro’s attack power was terrifyingly high!

That strike instantly drained nearly half of Old Chrysanthemum’s HP!

He was deflated and ran around wildly, holding his healing gourd!

Viewers burst into laughter—

‘As expected of you, hahaha’

‘I thought the chairman was about to explode’

‘One strike! (Refers to the healing gourd)’

‘Damn, that attack power is insane! Two strikes? Three?’

‘Two strikes and you’re almost a blood skin’

‘...’

“No! Hey hey hey bro!”

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew as Old Chrysanthemum barely parried, laughing and shocked, clearly caught off guard by the sudden situation.

“What’s going on? Damn! Wait… why did the difficulty suddenly spike? It wasn’t this hard before?”

Too brutal!

Not just the attack power!

Because this was a motion-sensing pod, players had an intense sense of immersion!

Compared to earlier enemies, whether Yamauchi Shigenori or the Samurai General, Genichiro’s aura was significantly higher!

Every move carried unmatched presence!

This shock and impact instilled unparalleled fear in players.

Though they had fought through hordes of corpses, danced with ghosts, battled top-tier titan mechs, and evaded insane psychotic chasers.

At this moment!

Genichiro’s unbeatable fierce battle intent pierced players’ hearts like a steel spike.

Each strike echoed like a towering wave, making him terrifying to behold!

Clearly! Such an aura was no small fry’s!

This was a true BOSS!

The Old Thief actually put the BOSS right at my doorstep!

Clang! Clang! Bang!!!

Pfft—!!!

Too hard!

No one could defeat Genichiro on first encounter.

Global player complaints rose into the sky!

“Really? You put this as the first BOSS? I didn’t even touch him!”

“Sorry! Is this the official BOSS difficulty? Too ridiculous!”

“Damn it! So hard! This is too hard!”

“...No! How the hell can anyone beat this? Even if the Old Thief came himself, he’d get slapped twice!”

But the next second!

Whoosh—!

The cutscene appeared, silencing all players’ screams.

Wolf’s left arm flew up, blood trailing behind!

“Shh— Is this the young lord’s ninja? Only this much strength?”

Genichiro disdainfully flicked his blade, dropping blood droplets into the reeds.

Then, turning away, he lightly tossed out:

“I’m taking the young lord with me.”

Hey—!!!

Now everyone understood.

This was a scripted death!

The Old Thief deliberately designed this scene to explain why Wolf lost his left arm.

But Genichiro’s casual taunt at the end stung pride!

No!

It was a deep blow to pride!

Donggua couldn’t stand it then, exploding: “Damn it! Taunting huh? Like taunting! Restart! I can’t take even a little insult!”

Half an hour later.

“...Fine! Fine! Alright, you’re awesome, just wait for me! When I’m recovered!”

The chat laughed loudly:

‘Hahaha fought nearly ten times, only hit Genichiro twice’

‘That’s scripted death, no one can get past here’

‘Not necessarily, knowing the Old Thief’s style, theoretically players can kill Genichiro here, just way too hard’

‘Maybe tomorrow a top player guide will appear’

‘Wonder if killing Genichiro now would affect the story’

‘Too hard, feels like only the Old Thief’s level can match Genichiro’

‘Still first time seeing a game do scripted death so naturally...’

‘Indeed, this scripted death is reasonable, because I really can’t beat him...’

‘Hahaha...’

‘…’

The first “boss battle” that wasn’t really a proper boss fight sowed hatred between players and Genichiro.

But the road of pain for revenge was just beginning.

When Wolf woke again, he found himself in a Buddhist temple.

Here he met two people, seemingly the owners.

One was a Buddha sculptor, the one who made his prosthetic ninja arm, but said he no longer needed it and gifted it to him.

The other was the young lady who had tossed him the envelope from above at the start of the game, named Nagamasa.

Originally, from here until the next meeting with Genichiro and the revenge bloodbath, the total time would be about three hours.

During this time, full collection was possible.

Of course, that was the ideal.

Players’ experiences... clearly not as good as Abin’s record…

...

Actually, at first, everyone was playing quite normally.

After all, they had demo experience, and after equipping the prosthetic arm, the gameplay continued from the demo’s segment.

Players were very familiar with this part of the story.

Whether clearing mobs or performing shinobi death blows on generals, after a few deaths they could pass.

Zhou Jie’s comment was: “Ah, this? Huh? Just this?”

She cleared the general in three tries!

Zhou Jie was very satisfied with her record, striding confidently through the game as if invincible.

The chat was full of anger:

‘She’s just pretending’

‘To pretend like this, she must train intensely in the demo every day’

‘The general almost treats you like family’

‘Damn! Watching Zhou Jie act cool makes me so uncomfortable!’

‘Skip to pressing E to check the great bug’s layers (dog head)’

‘...’

Seeing the gritted-teeth barrage, Zhou Jie laughed loudly, arrogantly like Genichiro before:

“Just water off a duck’s back, friends,”

“I just have a little more insight than you, if you train afterward you can catch up,”

“Besides, this game isn’t as hard as the legends say,”

“I see you all say how hard the general is, but I cleared him in three tries, didn’t I?”

As she spoke, Zhou Jie pushed forward.

Though along the way, she encountered a poor mother and child caught in the war flames; the old woman gave her a “Young Lord’s Protection Bell” said to be used in the temple to recover lost memories from three years ago.

But Zhou Jie, already in a killing mood, ignored this, stuffed the bell in her pocket, and charged straight toward the Ashina Castle’s core, the Tenshukaku.

Yes, the Tenshukaku.

This was Zhou Jie’s only valuable information.

Because it was said Kuro was kidnapped there.

Other fragmented info, the old woman’s bell, what random soldiers said about fearing fire... all ignored!

She looked like a reckless youth who didn’t know who she was or where she was, only knowing she wanted to slaughter everything.

Gu Sheng had long anticipated and understood this situation.

After all, no soul-like games had ever appeared in this world, and players had never encountered “fragmented narrative” games.

In the eyes of this world’s players,

Game plot and gameplay were always separate.

While playing, they experienced gameplay; watching cutscenes, they learned the story.

But Sekiro, and all of Gu Sheng’s past “soul-like” games, took a different path, hiding many important clues in gameplay.

Some clues related to the main story.

Others affected overall difficulty.

For example, if Zhou Jie slowed down, listened carefully to soldier conversations, and chatted with the thief merchant at the city gate, she could clearly learn—

Ahead was a terrifying creature called “Chained Ogre,” incredibly strong, almost immune to blades and spears, with only one weakness: fire.

Then, if the player offered the old woman’s bell in the temple, they could regain Wolf’s lost memory from three years ago at the Hirata Estate.

Following the thief merchant’s guidance there would lead to a prosthetic arm tool called “Blowtorch.”

With the blowtorch in hand, fighting the Chained Ogre would become much easier.

Sadly,

Zhou Jie missed all these!

At this moment!

She stood frozen in front of the raging Chained Ogre, terrified!

Wooo—roar—roar—!!!

Before the closed castle gates!

Two huge humanoid monsters, twice her height, were bound on wooden frames!

They were disheveled and terrifying like ghosts, red glowing eyes burning!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The wooden frames shook violently from their struggles!

The intense visual impact combined with deafening, soul-shaking roars.

Zhou Jie’s heart rate spiked instantly; palms sweating!

With Yiyou X2’s powerful full-sensory assist function, Zhou Jie could even feel the trembling ground beneath her!

What the hell is this thing?!

“Sorry... sorry to disturb...”

Standing on the steps, Zhou Jie couldn’t muster courage to move forward.

Carefully sidestepping along the cliff edge, trying to bypass the Chained Ogre.

But,

Just as she passed the Ogre—

[Roar—!!!]

Crash!!!

The wooden frame binding the Chained Ogre shattered into pieces!

Zhou Jie watched helplessly as the disheveled, terrifying Ogre charged toward her like a tank!

A blood-red “Danger” flashed in the UI, but Zhou Jie only felt an unprecedented overwhelming fear sweeping through her!

Bang!

A massive force struck!

Screams exploded in the pod: “Aaaaaah—!!!”

Zhou Jie was grabbed by the Ogre and hoisted upside down!

Then!

A thunderous roar sounded: [Roar—!!!]

The Ogre swung its arms, smashing Zhou Jie headfirst into the ground!

Boom—!!!

[Beep beep! Heart rate exceeded limit, you have been automatically disconnected from the motion-sensing connection…]

The chat erupted!

‘I! Come!’

‘This just knocked Zhou Jie offline hahaha’

‘Damn! That move is brutal! Just watching hurts!’

‘No wonder pain level is capped at 3 in this game, if it was 5 players would have psychological scars’

‘I came... that headfirst smash... feels like Zhou Jie’s getting buried’

‘That pressure, even watching from outside is terrifying’

‘Indeed’

‘Is this a BOSS?’

‘Doesn’t look like one, probably elite monster’

‘This is only elite? Damn this game’s crazy’

‘Please, look at the BOSSes—Corrupted Monk and Genichiro—their level isn’t much higher than this Ogre’

‘No... this thing’s pressure is just too intense...’

‘Joke’s on “this game isn’t as hard as legends say”’

‘Zhou Jie? Zhou Jie, are you there? Say something?’

‘Hahaha Zhou Jie almost used a fast-acting heart medicine’

‘…’

So terrifying!

Even Zhou Shuyi herself never expected to one day be knocked offline by an ARPG boss!

After reconnecting, Zhou Jie cleared the mobs and looked from afar at the Ogre.

Taking a step forward made the Ogre struggle more violently!

Stepping back made it only roar without struggling!

“Damn!”

“Fuck!”

“Fvvvvvk!”

“Baggage!!!”

Players realized and cursed!

The Old Thief’s conspiracy!

That bastard added an AI attack desire detection based on player distance to the Ogre!

Meaning, no matter how long you watch it from afar, the Ogre stays bound.

But if you think it’s just for show and approach, it breaks free and charges like a rhino, grabbing you for a one-hit throw kill!

Damn! That’s filthy!

Why does Golden Wind always apply technology in such strange ways?!

First, the motion assist system was used on paid reward items.

Now, an AI adaptive attack desire program is applied to an elite monster capable of one-shotting players!

Old Thief, Old Thief!

Today, I’m sworn enemies with you!

From this moment on!

The game’s nature seemed to shift.

Players once again felt like when playing Cat Mario.

The game wasn’t just a game.

Besides clearing levels, beating bosses, and cutting through enemies,

It was players repeatedly breaking through the Old Thief’s conspiracies!

...

“Come! Come on! Come!”

Zhou Jie edged closer to the Ogre, dodging its charging throw with a backward step after its thunderous struggle!

“Hahaha!”

Watching the Ogre miss, Zhou Jie laughed, raising her blade to attack:

“Missed! Are you dumb?”

But before she finished—

Buzz—

The Ogre used its momentum, staggering two steps before reaching her.

Then it raised its huge foot, kicking wildly!

Thud!

[Death]

“Damn your brother! Come! Again!”

Ayin revived and stood back up.

After a nimble side-step retreat, he was about to drink from his gourd.

Suddenly!

A danger warning flashed on his UI.

“Ah—!”

A sharp cry!

Ayin was pinned to the ground by the Ogre, which raised its sandbag-sized fist and smashed down hard on his head!

Boom!

[Death]

“Why you provoke me! I’ll A-slice you!!!”

Back in battle stance.

At full HP, Zitao stepped forward to steal a few strikes, but before raising his blade, the Ogre kicked him away!

Zitao rolled back, just finished healing with the gourd, when the Ogre charged again.

Helpless, Zitao dodged left and right.

But the Ogre’s attacks were like an unending river!

Finally!

After a brutal combo, Zitao found a chance.

As the Ogre staggered, he moved in to strike.

Unexpectedly, a spear soldier hidden in a very concealed corner suddenly charged, stabbing his waist!

Pfft!

Then the recovering Ogre smashed down an elbow!

Boom!

[Death]

“OK! OK! Fine!”

Pew quickly rolled up and retreated!

Raising his gourd, he drank and took a slow-healing pill!

His HP was full again.

After many fights, he had learned the Ogre’s attack pattern.

This guy attacked very fast, with quick throws and high power!

The good news: as long as Pew stayed at full HP, he couldn’t be one-shot.

Now, Pew had reduced the Ogre’s posture bar by two-thirds.

He had one gourd, some pills,

A margin for error, and a good chance to kill the Ogre’s first health bar with a shinobi death blow.

“Come on!”

Confident, Pew charged.

Dodging and weaving!

Swinging his sharp blade.

Pfft! Pfft!

Pew was the man who first killed the general in the demo, his skills decent.

After several attacks, the Ogre’s posture bar nearly filled.

Greed rose; he wanted to rush the decision.

Suddenly, the danger alert appeared; Pew didn’t even react in time and was grabbed by the Ogre.

Boom!

Pew was slammed hard into the ground.

But he wasn’t discouraged, even relieved.

Because as expected,

He still had a sliver of HP left.

“Come on! Let go and face death!”

One strike away!

If the Ogre let go, Pew could finish it off and break its posture bar!

Victory’s light shone on Pew’s face!

However, the next second!

Buzz!

The Ogre performed a throw recovery move, tossing him backward.

Pew knew this follow-up.

But the problem was...

Behind the Ogre was a cliff.

“NONONONO—NOOOOOOO—!!!”

Pew screamed repeatedly!

He knew if he fell, not only would his last gourd be useless, he couldn’t even revive!

Swoosh!

A muffled sound.

Pew was thrown off the cliff like trash by the Ogre.

[Death]

“Ah—! What kind of broken game is this? Who designs this stuff!!!”

“I can’t take this crap! Damn this broken game!”

“Why you provoke me! Hit! Hit! Hit!”

“Fuck you! Fuck you, Sam—!”

“...”

Dead! Dead! Dead!

Countless red death notifications appeared on streamers’ screens worldwide!

A massive “Chinese language teaching” show erupted everywhere!

Streamers lost it!

Chinese, Korean, Japanese, Asia, America, Europe.

For a while, “Streamer, why is your game black and white? (Question face)” became the standard mockery in every stream.

Streamers who came for smooth smithing all went red-faced, breaking worldwide!

Wang Yong, a fanatical livestream enthusiast, was laughing watching streamers repeatedly break down in the dorm:

“Hey, Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi, watch Zitao’s stream, damn, this kills me...”

But Zhao Yi was indifferent.

As a veteran gamer, he preferred playing for himself.

“Sigh…”

Zhao Yi put down his phone, sneered:

“That’s just streaming effect,”

“The game’s hard, but not as exaggerated as those streamers act.”

Hearing this,

Wang Yong raised his eyebrows: “But I see these streamers dying nonstop, can’t all be acting, right?”

“Eh—that’s wrong,”

Zhao Yi waved his hand:

“Streaming, which streamer doesn’t want good show?”

“Honestly, you gotta play it yourself, watch less, play more. Once you get hands-on, you’ll see how exaggerated those streamers are...”

“Tch—”

Seeing Zhao Yi so confident, Wang Yong sneered:

“Pretending to be a pro again, huh?”

“See! You still don’t believe me!” Zhao Yi rolled his eyes: “We just don’t have a motion pod in our dorm, otherwise I’d show you...”

“Wanna try the pod?” Wang Yong interrupted, raising an eyebrow.

“No, the winter break is coming, going home to play is better,” Zhao Yi lay down again, looking uninterested: “The pod machines near our school are old and broken, no immersion...”

“I’ll treat you.”

“...Let’s go.”

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by lotustale.com