Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 2022
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Capítulo 2022: Villain Banner
Villain Ch 2022. Villain Banner
The tournament was officially over.
The last of the lights dimmed on the main stage, the roar of the crowd finally thinning out into a low, lingering hum across the internet. But the echo it left behind? That wasn’t fading anytime soon.
Because what Allen did, what they did, wasn’t just a game-winning move. It was a narrative collapse. A genre twist. A villain reveal that spiraled past the walls of the VR dome and ignited across the entire gaming world like someone had poured gasoline on a rumor and lit a match.
The winners had been crowned.
Order of Valiance held their trophies, posed for the flash.
Ironclad Legion waved from the third-place platform, proud and sarcastic about it.
Celestial Vanguard stood second, Red and Alex got the loudest chants even if their names weren’t on the golden plaque.
And next to all those banners, beside the polished character renders, the sharp guild logos, the glow of the championship medals…
There was another banner now.
Dark.
Minimalist.
Black background, crimson cracks like lava, and centered in the middle?
The Villain Banner.
It was official.
There was Allen’s face. No filters. His real expression, half smirk, half silence, framed like a threat. His team behind him, all now listed with full handles, face shots, and matching Hell’s Gate tags. Zoe, Jane, Shea, Bella, Alice, Larissa, Vivian.
The moment they dropped it, the site went down for two hours.
Too many refreshes.
Too many downloads.
Too many people screenshotting that banner like it was a trophy of its own.
Streams blew up.
Reaction videos poured in.
Montages appeared with dramatic music, deep voiceover narrations, freeze frames on Allen’s smile and the final blade twist that ended Red.
DikDoks went from cosplay thirst traps to think pieces to edits of Allen with wings and fire behind him set to orchestral epic OSTs.
Even the official Hell’s Gate homepage, known for being sleek and professional, looked like it had been hacked by their own marketing team.
The three winning guilds were neatly displayed in ranked rows.
And then…
“The Shadow Crowned.”
Allen’s title burned across the screen, animated in scarlet and shadow. Clicking it took you to a dedicated page with every frame of his final battle, each skill analyzed, every line of dialogue clipped and quoted. Fans debated whether he’d cheated, whether it was too scripted, whether they liked it or loved it.
Some hated him.
Oh, they hated him so much.
“How could they glorify this guy?”
“Red fought with honor and this devil dude just… ugh.”
“He’s toxic. This is why PvP is broken.”
“I’m uninstalling. This isn’t Hell’s Gate, it’s Allen’s Gate now.”
“He didn’t win with skill, he won with psychological warfare. That’s not fair.”
“Villains aren’t supposed to actually be good people are supposed to root for.”
“If this is the meta now, I’m joining a farming sim. Screw this gladiator nonsense.”
But others?
The fandom multiplied overnight.
Fan accounts.
Stan accounts.
The shipping wars had already started.
#TeamJane vs #AllenxZoe vs #LetHimHaveThemAll.
And the cosplay community? They were already replicating the look. Leather. Dark gloves. His signature untied collar and deadpan stare.
Hell’s Gate’s merch store couldn’t keep up.
They restocked five times in a week!
And the numbers?
More than launch day.
More than any tournament.
Hell’s Gate was now top 1 in every VR, MMORPG, and trending list in every country.
Because people who didn’t even play games now knew who the Devil Emperor was.
And inside the game?
Inside the actual Hell’s Gate servers?
It was pure chaos.
You’d think people would cower. That maybe the reaction to knowing those villains were real players, not AI generated antagonists, would make everyone chill. Stay back. Hide.
But no.
No.
It got worse.
Because now they knew. And now that it was personal?
The whole damn server wanted a piece of him.
Not in a friendly way. Not in a “we love your work” kind of way. In the “if I kill the Devil Emperor once, just ONCE, I’ll go viral for the rest of my life” kind of way.
Events became warzones.
Daily quests turned into bloodbaths.
Random guilds started tracking the villainess team movements like meteorologists monitoring hurricanes.
Every time Allen logged in, system messages blew up.
[Warning: 127 hostile player parties have entered your vicinity.]
[Shadow Marker – 30 elite guilds are tracking your coordinates.]
[Event Triggered: World PvP – Hit Devil Emperor = 1,000 bonus Gold Credits.]
And Allen?
He welcomed it.
The villainesses loved it.
They used it.
Allen’s team was never official. But the system already recognized their party as a threat level. When Allen’s team entered a field, the weather changed. That was a real system update. Just ambiance, sure, but the sky turned black, and the mobs ran.
He never used the same route twice. Never logged in from the same zone. And yet… every time he appeared, a storm followed.
And players responded.
New alliances formed. Streamers gathered raids of two hundred just to try to slow him down. PvP veterans dropped everything and returned from hiatus just to fight him.
But no one succeeded.
He didn’t even camp in safe zones anymore.
His team rotated like a war unit. Zoe kept the front lines flooded, Bella locked down terrain with chained AoEs, Shea’s scream built space, and Jane’s undead armies rolled in like theater.
And Allen?
Allen didn’t lead with strategy anymore.
He danced.
He let them come.
He let them try.
One by one.
The kill feed was ridiculous.
So was the footage.
People started writing guides on how to avoid Allen if you were trying to complete story quests. One guy cried on stream when he lost his loot because Allen just happened to pass through the map.
But the funniest part?
Allen never trash talked.
Not once.
Even when people screamed at him in voice chat.
He’d kill them.
No emotes.
No “gg.”
Just silence.
And the silence was louder than any victory scream.
Because this wasn’t a flash in the pan viral moment anymore.
This was a crown.
A cursed one.
Heavy. Bloody. Visible.
And Allen wore it like he didn’t even notice the weight.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Thank you for the Dragon William_Tex!
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