If I recalled correctly.....
...
By the ti the student council presidential speech concluded, I had hoped that the passing days would diverge from the ga's events.
After all, Dorothy's motivations for turning evil had been nullified-she wasn't being pinned down by the sa forces.
There was no longer a need for her to rely on the darkness to win the election, especially since it seed she wasn't even trying to win anymore.
The entire premise of her fall into darkness felt like it should've been avoided.
Yet, judging by the look in her eyes, I knew that the darkness was inevitable.
It didn't matter what changes I had made to the flow of events-Dorothy was destined to be swallowed by the shadows.
Fate had lood over her, and the academy would soon be blanketed in darkness. I could see it in her eyes, the sa eyes that would eventually give way to the malevolent force.
In the grand sche of things, it was as if Dorothy's descent into darkness was necessary for the light to shine brighter.
A cruel twist of fate, forcing one person's downfall for the sake of another's rise.
But what truly puzzled was her connection to Rose.
What exactly tied them together?
That question lingered in my mind, yet I knew it would only be answered later as the story progressed.
The ti for revelation wasn't now.
For now, I had to focus on what lay ahead. Dorothy's transformation was imminent, and with it, the darkness would take root.
The bigger question I now faced was this: who would be the heroine of the final chapter in this act?
[Act 2 Chapter 5: Heroine]
This was the final stage of the entire arc for the sester.
In the original ga, this was the critical mont where one of the main heroines would be captured and mind-controlled by Dorothy's familiar, Oz, forcing a climactic showdown between her and the protagonist, Lucas.
It was one of the most pivotal decisions in the ga, as the heroine's fate hung in the balance.
If the wrong choice was made, the heroine could be permanently crippled, rendering her unable to play a major role in future arcs.
The stakes were high.
Each route presented the player with the heart-wrenching dilemma of which heroine would fall under Dorothy's control.
The impact was profound, not only on that particular arc but throughout the rest of the ga. So heroines, once captured, would suffer irreversible damage, losing their strength, abilities, or emotional balance, never to fully recover.
Their bond with Lucas would weaken, and in so cases, they would even cease to be viable heroines in the later parts of the story.
It was a brutal, unforgiving chanic that left players dissapointed by their choices.
As Lucas, the protagonist, the task was clear: avoid this fate.
Knowing ahead of ti which heroine Dorothy would target was crucial to navigating the scenario successfully.
But this wasn't just about winning fights.
Dorothy's plan hinged on using the heroine's capture to bait Lucas into an emotional conflict, a trap designed to break his will as well as prevent him to engage in an all out a fight.
Even if Dorothy lost the student council election, capturing a heroine could guarantee her victory in a much darker way-by undermining Lucas' resolve and ensuring his future defeat.
However, things were different now.
From what I had gathered, Dorothy and Lucas barely even interacted in this world.
The narrative, as it had played out before, no longer applied.
Dorothy had no vendetta against Lucas, no deep-seated grudge with Snow, no emotional tension with Rose, no rivalry with Janica, and no clear opposition to Clara.
Her motivations, which were once driven by bitterness and manipulation, seed entirely absent in this version of events.
The original storyline, which involved Dorothy manipulating the heroines to force Lucas into submission, was nullified.
There was no catalyst for Dorothy to kidnap or mind-control any of the heroines-she had no reason to do so anymore.
The connections that once tied her to these pivotal actions were severed.
Without her rivalry with Lucas, Dorothy had no motivation to stir conflict in the sa way she had in the ga.
She wasn't pinned into a corner, desperate to cling to power.
She wasn't struggling for victory in the elections, and most importantly, she wasn't aiming to destroy Lucas or the heroines by any underhanded ans.
This was both a relief and a concern.
If Dorothy had no plans to target the heroines, then the events that were supposed to unfold would change dramatically.
But this also ant I couldn't predict what she would do next.
The ga's narrative had already diverged in significant ways.
Dorothy was still moving toward her dark transformation, but without the sa pressures
and conflicts, her path was unpredictable.
Of course, there was always the possibility that Dorothy wouldn't target anyone at all, or that another form of darkness-one entirely different from the ga-would erge and overshadow the academy.
But that would undermine whatever reasoning Dorothy had in mind for her transformation.
If one thing was clear from the ga, it was that Dorothy's role was never truly her own.
She was a character created to make others shine.
Throughout all the different routes, this much was evident: after her defeat, Lucas rose to prominence as the academy's savior and hero, earning recognition and admiration from
everyone.
He beca a symbol of light, the shining star who brought peace to a world on the brink of darkness.
Dorothy's fall was the catalyst for Lucas's ascent, and the player was rewarded accordingly.
The reputation points, the love points from the heroines, the way your standing within the school skyrocketed just by completing her arc-it was all incredibly satisfying from a gaplay perspective.
But that's exactly why I had a love-hate relationship with her character.
On one hand, Dorothy's arc gave the player a massive boost in recognition.
It was a pivotal mont that rewarded the player heavily.
But on the other hand, I hated the fact that such a well-written, complex character was
reduced to nothing more than a stepping stone.
Dorothy was wasted in the grand sche of things-her entire purpose boiled down to being
a single spark in the storyline, a flash of conflict that was snuffed out as soon as Lucas
erged victorious.
The devs didn't even bother to delve deeply into the reasoning behind her actions.
Why did she turn to darkness in the first place?
What was the real motivation behind her fall? None of that was explored, and it left her
character feeling hollow, unfinished.
Sure, there were theories.
The forums were always buzzing with players debating and dissecting her motivations, trying
to piece together a more coherent explanation for why she chose the path she did. So speculated that Dorothy was manipulated by forces beyond her control, that she was a
tragic figure caught up in the machinations of sothing larger.
Others argued that she always had a twisted sense of justice, believing that the academy needed to be torn down for sothing better to rise in its place.
But no matter how many fan theories circulated, they couldn't hide the glaring plot
convenience that plagued her storyline. The devs had left too many gaps, too many unanswered questions.
The most frustrating part was the way players ultimately defeated her.
I an, what kind of final boss just gives up after seeing a sword of light? It was absurd.
Dorothy, this intricate, tragic character, just... stopped. It wasn't even a proper battle.
There was no deep emotional confrontation, no final clash that reflected the weight of her fall
into darkness.
She simply surrendered, died or disappeared leaving players feeling both triumphant and
hollow at the sa ti.
Tomorrow, I'll have to be more ticulous with my moves.
With Dorothy's plan soon to unfold, covering the academy in darkness, I need to make sure
I'm in sync with Lucas and the heroines to minimize the damage.
The chaos she's going to bring is inevitable, but I still have Kagami as an asset-one who
might just tip the scales in our favor.
That said, I can't predict what form Dorothy's finale will take.
The ga gave her multiple endings, and each was unpredictable in its own right.
But my mindset remains the sa: no matter what happens, no matter how bleak it gets-I
will save her.
I know what people think of her, how she's destined to fall into darkness for the sake of
soone else's victory.
But I can't accept that.
Not this ti.
Dorothy is more than just a villain to push soone else into the spotlight.
She deserves a future, one that isn't written in the pages of so ga script.
And if that ans going off course and facing whatever unpredictable twists are in store, then
so be it.
Because the mont I chose to give up on her is the mont I chose to give up on my fate as well.... I can change Dorothy's fate then so can I on my own.
I glance out the window, watching as the sun sets over the academy grounds, casting a warm orange glow through the glass. It feels like a calm before the storm.
Wiping the sweat off my forehead with a towel, I rise from my push-up position, my muscles aching but more resilient than ever.
I've been pushing myself harder lately, upping my reps, honing my strength.
I can do more than just the usual hundred reps on my usual sets now, and the progress is
showing.
Physically, I'm getting stronger, more capable.
My body feels like it's being molded into sothing that can take on anything.
And that's good—because no matter how unpredictable Dorothy's attack might be, I know
I'm prepared for whatever she throws at .
Then there's my new skills. I haven't even had a chance to fully use them yet, but I can already
tell they're busted-way beyond what I had in the ga.
"I should sleep early today..." I muttered to myself, feeling the weight of tomorrow's
preparations already bearing down on .
It would be better to inform Kagami early in the morning about the potential call.
With that in mind, I headed toward the bathroom, ready to wash up and call it a day.
But just as my hand reached for the doorknob, I felt it-a heavy, oppressive presence locking onto from behind.
"Who-"I barely managed to get out before instinct kicked in. My mana flared to life, but...
I didn't have any ti to react properly.
Darkness swept over my vision like a suffocating wave, and in an instant, cold, heavy tallic
chains wrapped tightly around my body, dragging down.
The sensation of being bound was imdiate and absolute, my movents restricted as if I'd
been captured by an invisible force.
What the hell is going on?
Before I could process anything further, a single, loud clapping sound echoed around , and
just like that, my surroundings shifted in the blink of an eye.
One mont, I was standing in my room, and the next, I found myself sowhere entirely
different-an unfamiliar space.
And right in front of stood two young students, their faces twisted in frustration and disbelief as they stared at like I was so kind of unexpected intruder. Theo and Susan. The shock in their eyes mirrored my own confusion. "What the fuck is this bastard doing here?" Theo spat, his voice laced with anger and
frustration as he glared at , clenching his fists like he was ready to punch through a wall.
That's a damn good question, I thought to myself. I stared back at him, just as bewildered, my mind racing to piece together what had just happened.
"Yeah, why the hell am I here?" I muttered under my breath, but the chains still held in
place, preventing from making any sudden movents. Whatever was happening, it was clear that I had been pulled into sothing far beyond my control.
Theo's frustration was palpable, but I could see that Susan's gaze wasn't quite the sa.
While Theo seethed with rage, Susan's eyes carried a mixture of sadness and resignation, like she already knew this situation was beyond her power to change. "Susan, Theo... what's going on?" I asked, my voice strained from the pressure of the chains around , but the only response I got was a bitter silence from both of them. Theo, still fuming, slamd his fist into the nearest wall. "I don't have ti for this! First,
we're locked in this hellhole, and now this guy shows up out of nowhere? What the actual fuck is going on?"
Susan, sitting in the corner, let out a weary sigh, her hands resting on her knees as she looked
away. "Theo, just... stop," she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "This isn't going
to change anything."
For a mont, the room was filled with nothing but the heavy sound of Theo's ragged breathing as he tried to calm himself down.
He glared at again, eyes burning with frustration, before turning to Susan.
"What do you an, stop? We need to figure out what the hell's happening here, Susan! This
wasn't part of the plan!"
Susan shook her head slowly, her shoulders slumping as if the weight of everything had
finally broken her down. "I don't know, Theo. I don't know anymore..."
I could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating, as I stood there, chained and
confused, unsure of what was about to happen next.
But one thing was clear: I had been dragged into a situation far more complicated than I had
anticipated.
Susan cried and Theo kept punching the walls in frustration, their actions left with more questions than answers.
Annoyance continued to grow within , a few guesses ca to mind as to what happened
just from seeing the chains of darkness wrapping around .
Afterall these were the very sa chains a certain final boss used to manipulate a heroine of
their choice....
If that really was the case then I'm, fucked!!!
Tsk...
'Damn it.... What now?'
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