"Ghost! Captain!" Dark Shadow ground out the words through clenched teeth.
He soon realized exactly what was going on. Not content with destroying the Dark God Temple he had painstakingly built, they were now impersonating him, using his fearsome reputation to help his enemy claim the throne of the Pirate King?
What was this? They were practically desecrating his corpse!
Dark Shadow naturally burned with rage, but every clarification he sent out vanished without a trace.
The factions that had once depended on the Dark God Temple and fallen over themselves to curry his favor remained unmoved. It was as though they had received a spam text message; they did not even bother replying.
The few who did respond seemed to have collectively lost their minds. They actually condemned his audacity in impersonating Commander Dark Shadow and told him to get ready to be hunted down.
A handful even asked the bizarre question, "How do you prove you're you?"
Damn it! I wear a mask! How am I supposed to prove it?
Do I have to start by proving that the metal patterns on that impostor's mask aren't quite the same as those on mine? Should I get a spectroscopic analysis to identify the materials while I'm at it?
As Dark Shadow's clarifications spread, rumors of a "real and fake Dark Shadow" began circulating in a small part of the Shattered Star Region.
But the Dark God Temple's former subordinate factions quickly debunked those rumors, insisting that someone was impersonating a big shot for attention. The rumors soon died out among the "wise"...
"Bastards! These people know perfectly well what's going on! They're just playing dumb!"
Once Dark Shadow figured out the crucial point, he wanted nothing more than to pilot the Shadow out and erase every last one of