"Well... that was easier than i expected." Clark commented as he rubbed his long black beard against the unnatural windy atmosphere of this dry hot noon.
His lengthy raven mane flowed ruggedly over his shoulders that painted a great aesthetic image for his spectators.
And yes, the fans that our good gamer has accrued in his short three day stay in the city of Nexus numbered at least in the millions and not lower.
After all, he was the one who conquered this whole metropolis in just the span of one night and contrary to popular belief three days prior, not one person of Nexus has lost his or her life in the exchange of ownership at all.
Perhaps only Emissary Duan Ru of the Demonic Sword Sect has been so unlucky to meet Death prematurely but he was of course not to be counted in the list.
The doomed man was after all nothing more but an alien occupant of the city. And only he himself knew of the extent of the atrocities he had inflicted unto the citizens of this city.
