" Abyssal Sovereignty", so this is it. I can create a Gate for my portal anywhere to teleport to my world craft... I'll be reading some history books for a while now
[A week later]
[Throne Chamber of the Abyssal Domain – Shadows ripple across the floor as Shinji sits calmly on his obsidian throne. The Eight Yokai Knights kneel before him in a half-circle.]
Shinji (cold, firm):
"The world is fracturing. Maiju are no longer attacking—they're purging. Kingdoms burn, alliances break, and hope becomes memory. I won't wait for the world to fix itself."
(He stands. The black sigil of WorldCraft glows behind him—a burning orb of pure Arcane Order surrounded by rings of shifting dimensions.)
Shinji:
"I've created something they no longer have—a sanctuary beyond reach. A dimension untouched by war. A place where they can breathe… survive… rebuild.
But before they can live in it… we have to find them."
(He raises a gauntlet-wrapped hand. Light trails extend outward like tendrils.)
Shinji (turning to Shiragami):
"Shiragami, you are the wall between life and death. Go to Roxiel Kingdom. The dwarves will not trust words—but they will trust an unshakable presence.
Convince them. Tell them their forges don't have to die in fire."
Shiragami (nods silently):
"As you command. I will stand between them and extinction."
---
Shinji (to Onibashira):
"Onibashira, the Land of Zantoba belongs to the Oni—warriors. But they're cornered like beasts, not kings. They'll only follow someone who can shatter the ground they kneel on."
Onibashira (grins, slamming his kanabo into the ground):
"Heh… sounds like my kind of diplomacy."
Shinji (to Kurogitsune):
"Kurogitsune. The Land of Axies is a den of sharp minds—goblin sages and tacticians. They'll smell lies from a mile away. We don't need brute force—we need a game."
Kurogitsune (smirks behind mask):
"Then I'll play them like a symphony of schemes. The goblins will come… dancing in illusions."
---
Shinji (to Aokami):
"The Kingdom of Dawn... home to beastfolk. They've already fled deeper into the wilds. They need someone who can speak with the earth, howl with the sky."
Aokami (gripping his jade spear):
"Their pain echoes in the wind. I'll answer with fangs bared and forests alive."
---
Shinji (to Raiōmaru):
"Raiōmaru. You know where to go. Fhalla—the Dragon Kingdom. If they still live, they won't submit. But they respect judgment."
Raiōmaru (voice crackling with static):
"I will not ask them. I will show them. Let the sky itself testify."
Shinji (to Akahime):
"The Land of Asyhun is overrun. Demons still fight—but their strength fades. You'll find them in blood-soaked ruins. Not many leaders left… but plenty of survivors who still want to fight."
Akahime (drawing her blade slowly):
"Then let them see war dance once more… and let their blades rise with mine."
Shinji (to Yureihime and Walther):
"The Land of Syhun... the last refuge of demi-humans. Broken. Hunted. They hide, expecting death. You'll reach them in ways no words can. Moreover Walther help yureihime"
Seems like Walther ignore it.
Yureihime (voice like distant bells):
"I will walk through their sorrow. And carry them out of it."
Shinji (voice deepening, final):
"When you return… they won't be refugees.
They will be my people.
And WorldCraft will be their new Eden."
(The space behind Shinji shifts—a glimpse of the paradise he's shaping: mountains kissed by silver light, floating cities, infinite forests untouched by Maiju claws.)
Shinji:
"This is no longer about survival. It's about building a world the Maiju can't touch.
Go. Guide them home."
---
[The Seven Yokai Knights vanish—some in thunder, others in fog, flame, stone, and shadow.]
[Shinji turns his gaze upward to the invisible sky of WorldCraft.]
Shinji (to himself):
"The world turned its back on them.
But I… will open a new one."
A minute later...
The Yokai Knights have already departed through shimmering portals to their assigned lands. Shinji stands at the center of a glowing world map in his dimensional sanctuary. He casually reviews each location, confident... until something feels off.
[Shinji, arms crossed, reviewing glowing arcane panels of each knight's progress.]
Shinji (thinking):
"Aokami is heading to the Beastfolk. Kurogitsune already causing illusions in the Goblin lands. Yureihime's haunting Asyhun as planned. Good. That just leaves… wait—"
[The map flickers. No signature in Syhun.]
Shinji (eyes narrowing):
"Where the hell is Walther…?"
[Cue dramatic Sung Jin-Woo shock expression. His eye twitches.]
Shinji:
"…Don't tell me…"
[Suddenly—behind him—a faint clinking sound of teacups.]
Walther (calmly):
"Would you prefer lemon or jasmine for tonight's tea, my king?"
*[Shinji slowly turns around with that classic blank-faced stare.]
Shinji (monotone):
"…You're still here?"
(pauses)
"YOU'RE STILL HERE?"
Walther (unfazed, placing a tray down):
"I assumed you needed someone to, you know… make sure your cape doesn't drag in dimensional mud."
Shinji (deadpan, blinking slowly):
"Walther. I sent you to Syhun."
Walther (pours tea elegantly):
"Yes. And I politely declined. You see, everyone left you alone, so… I figured someone should stay behind and appreciate your brooding silence."
Shinji (facepalms):
"…I gave you a divine mission. A WorldCraft-tier quest. And you ghosted it like a Movie series with bad reviews?"
Walther (sips tea):
"Correct."
Shinji (dramatic sigh):
"I have seven overpowered maniacs out there building refugee alliances, and my most 'refined' knight is polishing spoons like it's a part-time job?"
Walther (smiling faintly):
"Well, someone has to be here to make sure your ego doesn't float off and start a new dimension."
Shinji (dryly):
"…I liked you better when you were brooding on the moon."
Walther:
"I still brood, my king. Just… with tea now."
[Shinji stares at him for a long beat.]
Shinji (reluctantly sits):
"...Fine. Brew me the jasmine. But tomorrow you're going to Syhun or I'm revoking your armor polish privileges."
Walther:
"Fair. But I expect a raise. In sugar cubes."
[Tomorrow morning]
Walther has left and accompanied Yureihime to the Land of Syhun.
"I hope their journey to be successful. Things are getting really bad outside the kingdom, I hope they can be safe."
"So base on this another book The witches triad worships the maiju like their gods... This is literally bad."
[To be continued.]