Berserk: The Prophet

Foreword/Warning:

[You can skip this if you're worried about spoilers...]

To reiterate, this book is a war-themed novel, and Mount & Blade emphasizes the individual storytelling style, so blood and darkness are unavoidable, because life grows towards the light in the dark soil, nourished by blood and flesh.

If you can't bear to watch war-themed stories about humanity's struggles, I suggest you don't read this, because the scenes depicted in the original manga are far darker than my writing suggests.

To be clear, this book is a male-oriented novel with a strong male protagonist theme, including BL (Boys' Love) elements. Yes, it's the one you mentioned from Nantong. Also, the book is free to read, so please leave me alone. How I write my book is entirely up to me; don't try to control me. Anyone who tries to change my will will be treated as an apostle.

If you can't even carry out your own will, there's no point in writing Berserk fanfiction.

If I write it comprehensively enough, it might serve as a reference for fellow Berserk fans in the future. Although I'm just using it as practice, I don't intend to just mindlessly enjoy the Euler world. Those looking for a light novel are probably on the wrong track, because this book isn't for casual readers.

Everyone has limited abilities; not everyone is at Miura's level. Don't set your expectations too high.

Those who have read the manga version know what the original work is like. This article is a fan fiction based on the "Branded Warriors" manga, so those who have only read the Golden Age version will most likely not understand it.

The early part is a medieval adventure, which is quite realistic and may cause discomfort. It is not a light novel, so please read with caution.

I don't recommend you read this seriously explicit content. The grumbling and cursing comments after reading it will ruin my mood. I didn't write it for money in the first place, so there's really no need for you to "force yourself to suffer" like this.

This book is primarily a Berserk fanfic, with Mount & Blade as a secondary theme. It includes storylines featuring all Berserk characters, is a slow-paced story, and is expected to be two million words or more. It will involve mods such as: Prophecy of Pendor (including the Her City mod/part of the G version), Lord of the Rings, Viking Conquest, War Age, and Korean (tentative).

The storylines of each world will not be missing, because the new author is just using this book to practice. It can be read as a novel with a cheat system.

Don't tell me you only want to read this or that. If you want to read something, go write it yourself. This is my book, and it will naturally be written according to my own ideas. You can skip to whichever part you want to read. After the whole book is finished, I will organize the worlds involved and make them into separate volumes.

In any case, this is a battle I'm fighting alone, and I will definitely finish writing this book.

This kind of Western fantasy BL novel is only popular among fans and young girls. The one I write is niche. As an amateur writer, I don't care about traffic. Before you read this book, think about whether you can accept it before you open it. After all, I'm just a fan.

This book's XP is: original OC character x Griffith (mainly the receiver, occasionally the top), mainly male-oriented style, with only a small amount of BL. Those with a cleanliness fetish should read with caution. I will not accept any opinions or criticisms regarding extreme XP. I just want to have sex with clam. Those who are averse to this should avoid it.

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“Um… Green, I like you.”

A message popped up in the chat box from my good friend whom I've known for a long time.

Green had just finished showering, wrapped only in a towel, and quickly dried his hair before coming out of the bathroom. His phone, which was playing music, pinged. He wiped his phone, tidied up the bathroom, and then sat on his bed in his bedroom to look at his phone.

"Do you like me, Green?"

Just then, another message popped up on the other end of the phone.

Upon seeing these two messages, Green's pupils contracted, and his heart inexplicably began to race.

Please, buddy, don't do this! I consider you a brother. How can we be brothers after this is over?

Maybe we should just pretend we didn't understand; perhaps it was just a prank or something.

Green: "Of course, bro." He tapped the keyboard and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It had really taken a lot of effort for a straight man like him to make sure his brother could get along well.

"..."

"Brother, that's not what I meant... I meant, is it okay if we date?"

Green's brain froze. He suddenly remembered that when this guy played games with him, he always called him "brother" from behind. At that time, he had just broken up with his girlfriend and had someone like this to keep him company. He always stood in front of him to protect him, the mage ADC. Over time, the two became good buddies. Although they met online, life was never too boring.

Green was an orphan who was raised by an orphanage from a young age. He attended a public high school, but after entering university, he had to pay for many of his own expenses. He had been frugal since childhood and often worked in the cafeteria. When his peers were enjoying graduation trips after graduating from high school, he was carrying bricks on a construction site. In university, he would take odd jobs in the cafeteria, which saved him money on meals because of his big appetite. During holidays, he would work outside. Although it was hard work, he was still able to support himself. Life had long since turned him into a real man. Just last month, his girlfriend of three years told him that she had found someone else she liked and that they were not a good match.

Green understood that no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't have better living conditions anytime soon, so what could he do to keep her? It was better this way. Although Green was a strong man, he also had his vulnerable moments. He hid under the covers in his small, low-rent room and cried all night. He only managed to close his swollen eyes slowly at dawn, fueled by alcohol.

She once helped her when she was most helpless and confused in high school. Perhaps it was due to the influence of her family's preference for boys over girls, or perhaps they were both unfortunate people, but they secretly started dating in their senior year of high school and went through that difficult period together.

He couldn't blame her; he could only blame himself for being powerless. He could only hug his knees and weep bitterly, just like when he was still in the orphanage, licking his wounds alone. No one was with him anymore because he struggled to even take care of himself.

Then he met him in the game, and Green thought it was just an ordinary encounter.

Then she recalled how he rushed back after finishing his meal to log in with her, initiated conversations with her, and liked to call her "brother."

Indeed, no one is kind to you for no reason; it turns out it's because they like you.

Green fell into deep thought and did not reply for a long time.

"elder brother?"

Green: "You remind me of one of my friends."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have lost their composure.

"I understand, I won't bother you anymore."

Green felt conflicted upon seeing the message. He didn't want to lose this friendship, and he was even less willing to hurt him in the end because he didn't know if he could accept homosexuality.

Green stared at the chat box repeatedly, feeling a mix of emotions. He wanted to say something to ease his mood, but then he saw the other person's avatar go dark. When he opened the chat history again, it showed: The other person is not your friend.

Suddenly, the sound of thunder and rain filled the air outside the window. Perhaps it was because of his mood, but Green suddenly wanted to see the thunder, lightning, and the sound of the rain washing over the streets, so he drew back the curtains.

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire street for a moment as if it were daytime. Thunder rumbled in afterward, and the roar of nature had a deafening power over the modern city.

The other person is not your friend.

Grimm stared at the notification in silence, feeling a pang of sadness. The guy who used to follow him around calling him "brother" was gone.

"Play another game with me, Jiang Yue." She submitted a friend request.

The friend request has been accepted.

Green: "Get on board."

Jiang Yue: "Mm."

Green picked jungle, a role he's not good at, but he still picked mage, a role he's good at.

Perhaps due to his emotions, Guoshi Wushuang, who is usually not good at playing, achieved a score of 11-0, and saving him several times was no problem.

Jiang Yue: "Why did you add me?"

Green: "...Can I play with you?"

Jiang Yue did not reply.

Green: "No matter what, I still hope you can be happy."

Green was conflicted because he wasn't sure what he was thinking.

Jiang Yue: "It's okay, I should have thought of that earlier."

Green: "I thought you were joking."

Jiang Yue: "..."

Jiang Yue: "I never like to joke."

Green was speechless, unsure how to continue the conversation. In his panic, he thought of his ex-girlfriend again, perhaps unsure how to find a topic to talk about next.

Green: "You look a lot like my ex-girlfriend."

A nonsensical, straight-man opening line brought this incongruous story to a close.

Just as I was about to say something, the other person deleted me again.

"Ugh."

Green sensed the awkwardness in the atmosphere when he uttered those words, but it was too late. His own inner turmoil and Da Congming's actions could no longer be reversed.

I'm such a fool. Luckily, I couldn't sleep anyway, so I turned on my laptop, which I bought when I went out to work during my freshman year of college. I opened Mount & Blade mod Pendor, skipped the beginning, and wondered why it was loading so slowly today. I started playing with the Overlord's Egg on the table.

I leaned over the table and opened a website on my phone, wanting to rewatch Berserk.

"A remake of the anime has already been released," Green muttered, clicking on it.

Mount & Blade loaded at that moment, and Grimm casually loaded his character, which he had just started. The game music, accompanied by a clap of thunder, rushed towards Grimm, and after a dazzling moment, Grimm lost consciousness.

The Overlord's Egg in the real world also disappeared.

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Please select your gender: "Male/Handsome male, Female/Beautiful female".

Subconsciously, Green still thought he was playing the game as usual.

After hesitating for a while, I decided to play as a male character. I haven't used a handsome character before, so I chose a dashing male. (Strength +1, Charisma +2, Leadership +2)

Then a character customization window popped up. Green, who was a little obsessive-compulsive, created what he thought was a handsome face, selected a tan skin tone, and clicked next.

Please select your background. Your father is:

"A down-on-his-luck nobleman."

"The captain of a noble merchant ship."

"A knight of a knightly order."

"A retired noble explorer."

"The son of a leader exiled from the Kuxia Grassland."

"A mysterious figure, whose past is unknown to anyone."

一位神秘人物。（敏+2，强掷+2,跑动+3,掠夺+2,战术+2,物品管理+2,手术+1,急救+2,俘虏管理+2,交易+1,说服+2）

After making a dazed choice, a heavy dizziness returned, as if dragging Green down madly, then as if plunging into a vast ocean, with the sound of seawater rushing into his ears. The feeling of being embraced by his limbs made Green feel exceptionally safe, like being back in his mother's womb, and he peacefully fell into a deep sleep.