The System Mecha is so unscientific

As Da, Mirra, and Elysia emerged from the crumbling remains of the throne room, the weight of their victory still hung in the air. The oppressive darkness that had once swallowed the fortress now lay dormant, like a coiled serpent waiting for an opportunity to strike again. Despite the defeat of Grand Emperor Black Rock, something nagged at the edges of Da’s awareness—a sense of unfinished business.

“Is it really over?” Elysia wondered aloud, her fingers subconsciously tapping against her gear. “I mean, we’ve beaten the Mad King, but I feel like we’ve only hit the surface of a much larger problem.”

“I can’t shake the feeling that his madness had deeper roots,” Da replied, his brow furrowing with concern. “He was more than a power-hungry tyrant—there must have been something else driving his ambition.”

As they made their way through the now-silent corridors of the fortress, their path guided by the residual light from the Warhammer, strange, unsettling whispers began to swirl around them, echoing off the walls as if the fortress itself still mourned Black Rock’s fall.


Suddenly, a chilling sensation crept over Da, one that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. The whispers twisted into words, and behind them, a haunting voice emerged, slithering into the cracks of his consciousness.

“Ah, the fate of the Mad King… you think you’ve won, but his legacy lives on… underneath your very feet.”

“Who’s there?” Da demanded, scanning the surroundings. His heart raced as the shadows morphed into a figure—a disembodied specter clad in dark, flowing robes, eyes glowing with an eerie light.

“Fear not, little mortals,” the figure grinned with jagged teeth, “I am Vorath. An envoy of the Abyss Zerg Legion. Do you wish to learn the truth of the madness that consumed your precious king?”

Da stepped forward, gripping the Warhammer tighter. “What did you do to him?”

Vorath laughed, a sound that echoed through the fortress and sent shivers down their spines. “It was not merely ambition. The Mad King was a pawn in our grand design, a mere vessel for our greatest weapon—the Mind Control Bug.”


“Mind Control Bug?” Elysia echoed, her expression a mix of horror and intrigue. “What are those?”

“Creatures of unfathomable design, birthed from the void of the Abyss,” Vorath explained, gliding closer, shadows swirling around him. “These minuscule nightmares are capable of infiltrating a host’s mind, amplifying their desires and twisting their very thoughts. Black Rock was not driven solely by ambition—he was controlled, manipulated to further the will of the Abyss Zerg Legion.”

Da clenched his fists, rage boiling beneath the surface. “You used him to spread chaos across the realms!”

“Indeed,” Vorath taunted, a glimmer of wicked glee in his gaze. “And he was but the first of many. His actions brought forth a cascade of controls. Chaos sows discord; discord consumes civility. The Abyss Zerg Legion feasts on such folly!”

Mirra recoiled at the revelation. “You monsters!”


Da felt the pieces of a larger puzzle click into place in his mind. “You plan to expand your influence across the multiverse, don’t you? Control these leaders, corrupt their intentions, and unleash chaos where you please.”

“Ah, very astute,” Vorath replied, his eyes gleaming with malicious pride. “Black Rock was merely the beginning. Our reach extends further than you can imagine. Soon, our mind-control network will spread across realms, sowing chaos and death, paving the way for our grand invasion!”

The gravity of Vorath’s words hit hard; Da felt anger surge within him. “We won’t let you succeed!”

Vorath’s laughter echoed again, a menacing tone. “You’ve merely fought the shadows of the Mad King. The real battle begins now. Prepare yourselves for the true power of the Abyss Zerg Legion! I will be your guide—but also your executioner.”


As Vorath spoke, the shadows around him pulsed, revealing waves of creatures scuttling just outside the fortress, small but lethal—swarming minions teeming with dark energy, ready to pounce.

“They feed on the energy of chaos, growing stronger with each host they take,” he explained deviously. “And they will be your demise.”

Da shook off the fear that threatened to creep in. “We’ve faced greater threats before. If we destroy your Mind Control Bugs, we can dismantle your plans.”

Vorath’s smile widened, revealing sharp fangs. “You’re welcome to try, but understand this: with each passing moment, the Zerg Legion gains more footholds. The question now is, how will you face your greatest enemy—your own minds?”


As Vorath raised a hand, the fortress walls trembled, and shadows writhed as though the very fabric of reality were unraveling around them. Da turned to Mirra and Elysia, the shared determination in their eyes echoing louder than the sinister threats surrounding them.

“We can’t let fear take hold.” He glanced at his friends. “We’ve faced our inner demons before. We’ll do it again, together.”

Elysia nodded, her voice steady. “We’ve seen what happens when leaders turn to chaos. We won’t let that future unfold!”

Mirra gripped her weapon. “Let’s fight back against this madness. We won’t be mere pawns!”

As they readied themselves for the upcoming confrontation, Vorath hissed, sensing their resolve. “So be it! You will fall to the madness, or you will learn just how futile your resistance is!”


The chamber erupted into chaos as Vorath retreated into shadows, releasing a horde of Mind Control Bugs that surged toward them, writhing with malicious intent. The walls vibrated with ominous energy, and Da felt the dark tendrils reaching out to ensnare their hearts and minds.

“Focus!” Da shouted, raising the Warhammer high, channeling the radiant energy flowing from it. “We need to break through!”

“With our wills united, we can fight this!” Elysia added, activating her technology to create defensive barriers against the bugs.

Mirra leaped forward, charging into battle as the horde approached. “Let’s show them what we’re made of!”

As they clashed with the swarm, energy flared with ferocity, each push against the waves of darkness sending shockwaves through the fortress. They fought to reclaim their minds, to resist the invasive whispers that sought to sow doubt and chaos.

While Vorath's threat lingered over them like a dark cloud, their will to fight burned brighter. They had faced the shadows of the past and now resolved to face—and dismantle—the schemes of the Abyss Zerg Legion.


With every blow, every fiery burst of energy, Da felt the connection between them solidify—a bond unbreakable against the encroaching shadows.

We will not succumb! They fought together—not just to stop Vorath and the Mind Control Bugs, but to reclaim the light for their realms and protect the future.

As the battle raged on, each heartbeat echoed with determination, the fire of their spirit igniting a blaze of resistance against the approaching darkness. The true test was just beginning, and they prepared to unleash their combined might against the forces of chaos that threatened everything they held dear.

The Abyss Zerg Legion would soon learn that they had awakened something stronger than despair—they had awakened the power of unity, hope, and courage. The battle for their minds and their world had commenced, and they would fight to the end.