The System Mecha is so unscientific

As Da, Mirra, and Elysia stood ready in the chamber, the lingering echoes of their trials faded, replaced by a sense of purpose and determination. They wielded the Warhammer of Kings—a symbol of not just the dwarven spirit, but also a beacon of hope against the chaos that loomed on the horizon.

“Where do we begin?” Elysia asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement and trepidation as she looked at the newly acquired Warhammer.

“Given what we learned,” Da started, nervously glancing at the tome still lying open before them, “our first move should be to confront the true nature of this threat.”

“Let’s talk about the Worm Dragon,” Mirra suggested, crossing her arms. “What do we really know about it?”

Da approached the Grimoire, his fingers tracing over the intricate pages that depicted the dark legends of the Worm Dragon. “According to this, the Worm Dragon is not merely a product of ambition gone wrong; it is a living manifestation of chaos drawn from the Abyss Zerg Legion.”

“The Abyss what?” Elysia furrowed her brow, curious yet confused.

“The Abyss Zerg Legion,” Da repeated, recalling the whispers of shadows and how they had shaped this world. “They are feared entities born from a breeding ground of terror—a ravenous swarm that consumes anything in its path. The Worm Dragon was initially intended as a vessel for power, but it became a harbinger of destruction, linked directly to the Zerg’s insatiable hunger.”

Mirra’s expression darkened. “So, it’s not just Black Rock's madness we’re dealing with. This Dragon is tied to an even greater threat—a force that could consume everything.”

“Exactly,” Da affirmed, the urgency in his voice rising. “If the Mad King harnesses the power of the Worm Dragon in his madness, he could unleash the Abyss Zerg upon all realms, leading to an unfathomable war.”


“We can’t let him get away with that,” Elysia said, shaking her head defiantly. “What do we need to do?”

Da flipped through the Grimoire, searching for more details regarding their targets and intentions. “We must locate the door to the lair of the Worm Dragon and destroy it—cut off the connection Black Rock has with the Abyss Zerg Legions. If we can weaken the Dragon, we stand a better chance against the Mad King.”

“Yes!” Mirra said, her resolve sharpening. “We need to dismantle his power before he can fully awaken that chaos.”

Da took a deep breath, rallying his thoughts. “The Grimoire mentions that the entrance to the lair lies deep beneath the Underlands, where the ancient roots of the [[Voidtree]] intertwine with the Zerg’s essence. We need to reach it before Black Rock can awaken the Dragon.”


With a plan taking shape, the trio descended deeper into the Underlands, following the echoes of the Grimoire's instructions. The atmosphere shifted from ethereal beauty to a stifling darkness, the air growing thick with tension as they made their way toward the Voidtree’s roots.

As they ventured further, Da felt the weight of the mission pressing around them, the MMGS’s warning echoing in his mind. [Mission parameters remain focused on stopping the Mad King and killing the World Eater. Be prepared as the threat level escalates.]

The deeper they went, the more the environment transformed. The crystalline structures faded, replaced by twisted vines and shadows that coiled around the ancient roots of the Voidtree, pulsating with a sense of dread.

“What if we stumble upon the Zerg?” Elysia asked quietly, gripping her tools tightly. “I’ve heard tales about their insatiable nature. They could sweep over us like stormy waves.”

“If they’re indeed connected to the Worm Dragon, we must be ready for anything,” Da replied. “Stay close!”

Suddenly, the whispers around them intensified, murmurs mingling with the rustling of dark foliage—a warning, perhaps, or an omen. The three exchanged glances, a silent understanding passing between them. Each of them was resolute, prepared for the threats they would face.


As they neared a clearing, the air crackled with energy, dark roots spiraling out from a gaping maw split into the earth. To Da’s shock, the terrifying visage of the entrance to the Worm Dragon's lair loomed ahead—an abyss that hinted at chaos and destruction waiting within.

“This must be it,” Da said, steeling himself for what lay beyond. “Let’s stay sharp.”

As they stood before the entrance, they heard an ominous growl resonating from the depths below—a chilling indication of the beast that awaited. The ground trembled slightly, echoing the displeasure of whatever ancient beast resided beneath.

“Prepare yourselves,” Da commanded, his grip tightening around the Warhammer of Kings. “We’ll need to be ready for the fight of our lives.”


With a nod of shared determination, they stepped forward into the mouth of darkness, the air growing colder and more oppressive. Shadows danced around them, alive and watchful, as they moved deeper into the lair.

As they traversed through the winding passages, echoes of the Abyss Zerg Legion filled the air—murmurs of destruction and hunger clawing at their minds. Da felt a sense of urgency kindling in him, the MMGS pushing him toward completion.

[System Notification: In-tact objectives show weakening connection to the Fabled One (Worm Dragon). Continue with caution.]

Finally, they entered a massive chamber, lit by a sickly green glow emanating from pulsating veins and dark structures that loomed like trees twisted into grotesque shapes. The atmosphere vibrated with dark energy; they could feel the heartbeat of the beast itself.

“What is this place?” Elysia whispered, wide-eyed.

“This must be the epicenter of the Worm Dragon’s power,” Da replied, realizing the magnitude of their discovery. “We’re at the core of its lair, and the energy here…it’s alive.”

Amidst the pulsations of dark energy and the shrieks of unseen creatures, Da caught sight of a figure emerging from the shadows—a monstrous creature with glistening scales, rippling muscles, and razor-like appendages. It towered above them, a true embodiment of chaos—the Worm Dragon, imbued with the essence of the Abyss Zerg Legion.


The creature’s presence was suffocating, bringing forth a primal instinct to flee. It snarled, revealing serrated fangs filled with venomous intent, and a surge of darkness erupted from it, filling the chamber.

“We won’t back down!” Da shouted, rallying his team. “We will stop the Mad King, and we will not let chaos reign!”

Drawing strength from their shared resolve, Da lifted the Warhammer, ready to confront the World Eater. The battle was about to begin, a confrontation that would determine the fate of their realms. With the weight of destiny pressing down on their shoulders, they charged forward, united against the chaos that threatened to devour them all.

Together, they would forge a path forward, not just to stop the Mad King, but to seal away the monstrosities born from the darkest corners of the Abyss. With courage ignited in their hearts, they were ready to face the truth and chaos lying in wait.