This was a moving and inspiring story.
A dictator oppressed the people, leaving the common folk destitute. Every day, people froze to death in the streets, starving and cold, while those already impoverished were further squeezed dry by hateful officials and soldiers.
With no way out, the people finally had no choice but to rebel. They joined together to form a resistance army, raised the banner of revolt, and ultimately overthrew the dictator's tyranny, defeating the dictatorship and bringing freedom and justice to the world.
Druwa gently closed her eyes, looking peaceful.
Mm, how delightful. How delightful.
My ass!
How had she somehow ended up being overthrown as a tyrant?
If anything, this king on the other side should have been the dictator of this dimension. Shouldn't she, an outsider from another world, have been the one following The Script of leading the resistance army to overthrow tyranny?
Honestly, she really thought the person before her had the air of a ruler.
A duelist called "King" would naturally become someone revered throughout an entire dimension. Especially in a world where cards reigned supreme, if crises such as ancient demon gods awakening, world destruction, or dimensional wars ever occurred, the Duel King would easily become the leader of the dimension.
Yet despite holding such an important position, this person was infamous for using shady, underhanded tactics, turning the dueling environment of the entire dimension into a foul mess.
Over time, everyone began imitating the Duel King. All kinds of toxic, solitaire-style strategies became widespread, and even professional Fields were filled with duelists taking revenge on society. Duelists who simply wanted to play fair and have a passionate card battle had no room to survive. All they could do was tearfully admit defeat and join them.
If that wasn't a dictator, then