"I knew it!"
Mo Zhi struck the table with a clenched fist, her mouse nearly shattering.
"I should have realized!"
"I... Ugh!!"
She looked remorseful.
"I should have guessed it all along the way. I'm such an idiot!"
"Yhorm's soul and the Storm Ruler clearly hinted at it. Yhorm became king by inheriting the legacy of the ancient conqueror.
He was protected by the Undead Settlement's soldiers guarding the powerful King Vendrick in the cemetery below. Heeding the request of the people of the Profaned Capital, he became king, even willing to burn himself for the world.
But these ungrateful wretches didn't love giants and didn't truly support Yhorm. They only admired Yhorm for his immense strength. Later, when the world needed to link the fire to suppress the curse of sin, they immediately thought of using Yhorm as fuel.
Even so,
Even though no one truly treated Yhorm with sincerity, and all were wary of him, there was still one who genuinely wished to be Yhorm's good friend—Siegward of Catarina!
With his optimistic spirit and friendly attitude, he honestly loved everything. Siegward didn't discriminate against Yhorm, and Yhorm probably wouldn't have mocked Siegward's onion-like armor.
They became sworn brothers, spending countless hours by bonfires, talking and drinking merrily in the Profaned Capital.
Trusting each other, respecting each other, and considering each other the most important friend in their lives.
It was likely this camaraderie that led the giant Yhorm to entrust Siegward with a task before linking the fire: 'Only the storm can fell the great tree.' He gave one of the Storm Ruler greatswords to Siegward.
And he requested that Siegward end his life should he ever lose his sanity.
It was because of this promise that Siegward traveled thousands of miles from the distant Undead Settlement. Despite being weary of this world filled with despair.
Siegward, fueled by his promise to his sworn brother, arrived here. With the protagonist's help, he unleashed Yhorm's soul, fulfilling his promise to his best friend.
Perhaps... this promise was the only reason that sustained him in this world of despair. I should have realized it sooner!"
Mo Zhi clutched her head, unable to hide her sorrow. "I should have realized it sooner!"
"I..."
"I want to save him. Such a kind person, such an honest fellow, who, even unto death, never wished to bring any trouble to his friend."
"The only trick he played was feigning sleep and choosing to commit suicide when I was almost out of sight. He truly..."
"Hoo..."
"I can't play anymore, guys. I'll go watch some commentary videos to distract myself first."
Mo Zhi tried to control her emotions, switched screens, and opened the promotional PV for the mobile game "Arknights."
Seeing Amiya, a little bunny with two long beast ears, she felt healed.
This game is so much better. It has all these catgirls.
All sorts of bust sizes.
And colorful panties...
How pleasing to the eye.
Headpats!
Headpats!
No sadness, only a heart melted by cuteness.
It feels so good!
...
"The ninety-ninth time!"
"Is he only at half health?!"
While Mo Zhi was trying to shift her sadness, Old Man Yin over there was counting on his fingers as he repeatedly attacked Yhorm.
His way of dealing with sadness was brutal.
He extinguished the source of his sorrow.
The price was that he had to face Yhorm's rage with his steel body, enduring the attacks of the giant.
'Report~~ My King, latest news: there's a Storm Ruler greatsword beside the throne that can severely injure giants!'
'Only the storm can fell the great tree. Stop fixing your smelly feet!'
'The art style of this stream is a bit weird. In other streams, Yhorm died before the classic line could finish, but why is this streamer still fixing his feet?'
'Streamer, try it! Even without the onion knight distracting him, it would deal more damage than you fixing your feet!'
...
The streamer wasn't in a hurry, but the viewers were. Various strategies were being offered.
"Without that sword, I can still defeat Yhorm!"
Once Old Man Yin's stubbornness kicked in, not even eight oxen could stop him. The first time he heard 'Only the storm can fell the great tree,' he knew there was a shortcut.
But,
A true man must resolutely fulfill his promise.
If he said he'd kill Yhorm with the sword in his hand, he had to do it!
He didn't care what greatswords were available!
"The process might be a bit tedious. If you're bored, feel free to go pee. When you come back, you'll see a refreshed monkey!"
Old Man Yin stood up for the hundredth time. He had grasped the method, but he was disadvantaged by his stats.
But as long as he continuously corrected his mistakes and sought the optimal solution,
He could still defeat Yhorm with a nail clipper!
He firmly believed this and continued to practice it!
"The hundred and first time!"
"The hundred and second time!"
"One hundred and third..."
"..."
"The two hundred and fiftieth time!"
【You have defeated Yhorm the Giant】
【Obtained: Ember】
【Obtained: Soul of Yhorm the Giant】
After checking his equipment, Old Man Yin's eyes regained their usual brilliance, and his voice became incredibly arrogant.
"Hahahaha, how about that? How about that?"
"Only the storm can fell the great tree?"
"NNDP!!"
Whoosh!
The moment Yhorm fell, the viewers in the stream couldn't contain themselves.
'NNDP!' flooded the stream, covering the game screen, with occasional 'awesome' messages flashing through.
After a while, the bullet comments returned to normal.
'My King, Boldness, I declare you the number one foot-fixer in the Profaned Capital!'
'Streamer is awesome, I'm trash.'
'What Storm Ruler greatsword? I only recognize the boss's pipe greatsword!'
'It's a shame there's no story of the Onion Knight and Yhorm, but at least this way I won't be emotionally broken, hahaha!'
'Is this child going crazy from the emotional damage from both sides...?'
...
At the same time,
Countless players embarked on their journey to the Profaned Capital.
'Only the storm can fell the great tree' spread like a curse throughout the entire Soulsborne fandom.
With every utterance of the incantation, another King Yhorm fell beneath the Ashen One's Storm Ruler.
And along with them, an Onion Knight also perished.
But there were still a handful of players who were different. They followed in their boss's footsteps, becoming emotionless Ashen Slayers.
Killing every NPC except the Fire Keeper, like playing a genocide route.
Upon felling the great tree with a nail clipper, they would disdainfully utter the curse from the throne: NNDP!!
Gradually,
After every message of 'Only the storm can fell the great tree,' enthusiastic netizens would add: NNDP!!
Over time, these two phrases became synonymous with King Yhorm. Wherever King Yhorm appeared, 'NNDP!' became a common saying.
The mysterious code "NNDP" also became one of the many famous memes in Soulsborne history.
...
"The click-through rate for this 'Arknights' promotional PV interpretation is quite high. Let's watch it together."
On the other side,
After being influenced by several books and videos, Mo Zhi had successfully recovered from the sorrow of the Onion Knight.
She was now engrossed in a series of interpretation videos for a new mobile game promotional PV released by Lingjing, neglecting even dinner.
"No way?"
"The official PV is three minutes long, and you've interpreted it for twenty minutes?"
"You can't even do this well on a reading comprehension test!"
Mo Zhi was stunned.
"Old bros, my mind is blown. What kind of performance is this?"
"My excited heart, my trembling hands."
Click play—
...