After some conversation, Hirozawa Furukawa finally had a preliminary understanding of the current situation—
The male protagonist is the real Sisyphus, an ordinary human who lost an arm in a previous battle with the Blood Tribe and had to equip himself with a mechanical prosthetic.
The heroine's name is Mia, a member of the Blood Tribe, and she is very likely one of the earliest among them, known as the Source Race.
During one operation, the heroine was captured by the male protagonist, and through technological means—specifically, the collar worn around her neck—he could control her brain, making her a tool.
No, it should be a tool vampire.
The male protagonist remotely controls her to engage in battle.
The Blood Tribe possesses terrifying physical strength that far exceeds that of humans. This power is not just about raw strength; they also have very strong regenerative abilities.
Some Blood Tribe members even possess their own exclusive abilities, such as mind control, psychic blasts, and so on.
The heroine's special ability is stealth.
She can make her body transparent, allowing her to hide without being discovered and use this to attack enemies.
In the previous battles, Hirozawa Furukawa had used this ability more than once, and it could be said to be quite useful.
Furthermore, when carrying out missions, it gives people an inexplicable sense of excitement.
"The Witcher" really keeps one's adrenaline surging at all times, thereby producing more dopamine and pleasure.
In the control room.
Because the failure of the operation had led to the deaths of at least 10 innocent humans, the male protagonist was furious. He grabbed Mia by the chin, gripping it tightly, wanting to vent all his anger on her.
But when he saw the mocking look in Mia's eyes, he stopped himself, instead using his mechanical arm to toss her aside.
"Is there any difference between us and you?" Mia clutched her injured shoulder, smiling through gritted teeth.
"You humans are cunning, exploiting and using each other. The only reason you dare to lash out at me is because I look weaker than the other members of the Blood Tribe, isn't it?"
"If that's the case, how are you any different from those who survive by feeding on human blood?"
"Shut up!" The male protagonist, Sisyphus, cut her off harshly.
Then, he put the collar back on her.
A light flickered, and the heroine's pupils began to dilate, turning her back into a tool—a machine designed to kill the Blood Tribe.
Huh?
Hirozawa Furukawa blinked.
Gen Urobuchi—this guy—he'd known early on that he wasn't exactly friendly to heroines, but he hadn't expected it to be so blatantly exposed in The Witcher.
Even among the Blood Tribe, there should be good and bad ones, right?
The way the male protagonist treats the heroine is, frankly, a bit too violent.
Perhaps because the game had him experience things from the heroine's perspective right from the start, Hirozawa felt like he'd been identifying with her, and even felt she was quite pitiable.
Controlled by humans, forced to slaughter her own kind—that feeling must be absolutely terrible, right?
Furukawa completely agreed with what she had just said to the male protagonist. If he was also going to meet violence with violence and treat the heroine so cruelly, how was he any different from those blood-sucking creatures?
In short, playing up to this point, Hirozawa Furukawa couldn't help but frown; he didn't seem particularly satisfied with Old Xu's script.
No.
Perhaps it was quite the opposite.
Old Xu's writing and plot were truly impeccable, successfully stirring up the disgust within him.
It's quite possible that this was the very effect Gen Urobuchi intended.
Meanwhile, as Mia once again turned into a tool, the communicator Xia looked at the male protagonist with sad eyes.
"You've worked hard, Sisyphus. What she just said... deep down, you didn't really mean it, did you?"
The male protagonist hesitated for a moment, then shook his head violently.
"No, those are my true thoughts. The Blood Tribe are vile creatures. We shouldn't hold any illusions about them. As long as we are still human, we must take back what belongs to us."
It was clear that the male protagonist was still soft and kind deep down, but some things were more important than universal human emotions.
The next part of the story changed Furukawa Hirozawa's mind once again.
The Demon Hunter Organization entered a village controlled by the Blood Tribe, wiped out the blood-sucking monsters there, and successfully reclaimed the village.
However—
When Furukawa Hirozawa entered a manor that had been under the control of the Blood Tribe, he was met with a horrific sight.
Humans—men, women, the elderly, and children—were locked in a shed, treated just like cattle or horses.
Their hands and feet were shackled, and they all looked emaciated and withered.
Beside them was a large sign that read: [Blood Supply Factory].
Playing to this point, Furukawa Hirozawa's blood pressure was already spiking.
He had previously felt that the heroine was quite pitiful, as she had been controlled by the male protagonist from the very beginning to become a machine that slaughtered her own kind.
But seeing this scene, he inexplicably found himself empathizing with the male protagonist's actions.
The Blood Tribe did not respect humans, nor did they view them as people. In their eyes, these humans were no different from other livestock, merely pitiable creatures raised to provide food for the Blood Tribe.
Twist after twist.
The Blood Tribe is truly despicable...
Furukawa Hirozawa gritted his teeth hard.
Clues are gradually being obtained, puzzle pieces are falling into place one by one, and the story is becoming clearer and clearer.
The battle between the Blood Tribe and humans is, clearly, one where the Blood Tribe is overwhelmingly dominant so far.
In their territory, humans are raised like livestock to be fed to them, allowing the Blood Tribe to survive and indulge themselves.
This is already racial hatred, an irreconcilable enmity.
Under these circumstances, the Demon Hunters are only a very small part of the resistance.
They aren't even really considered a resistance.
The Demon Hunters are a spontaneous, grassroots organization formed to fight against the Blood Tribe, hunt them down, and liberate humanity.
The humans kept in captivity have already lost the will to fight.
Furthermore, they are not at all grateful to the [Demon Hunters].
They even once wanted to flee back to the Blood Tribe's territory.
"You disgusting humans!"
The blood providers picked up stones from the ground, threw them at the Demon Hunters, and cursed them for coming here.
"Look at what you've done!"
"You killed the Blood Tribe, so who's going to feed us now? How are we supposed to survive?"
"How is what you're doing any different from killing us?"
What?
What kind of plot is this?
Playing to this point, Hirozawa Furukawa only felt a sense of distress.
This game, while its story background and graphics might be transcendent, makes you feel inexplicably, abnormally realistic.
The reactions of these humans are simply appalling.
On the way back, the protagonist was in a terrible mood.
Just like Hirozawa Furukawa is right now.
After saving people, not only did he not receive their gratitude, but he was also verbally abused and even pelted with stones.
Although the protagonist's body was tough enough to take a beating, his heart was deeply wounded.
"Is this the kind of people we've been trying to save all this time?" Xia asked from the side, looking dejected.
The protagonist hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly, "They've just been bewitched. Once we can wipe out the Blood Tribe, life will get better. When that time comes..."
Just then, his voice came to an abrupt halt.
In the distance, a garbage truck appeared.
And a crowd of people was gathered around it.
Judging by the previous environment and atmosphere, the territory and living conditions that humans currently possess can be described as extremely harsh, with many people starving to the point of searching for food in garbage piles, thin as skin and bones.
They even fought tooth and nail over the leftover food from someone else on the truck.
Whenever such moments arrived, a look of loathing would appear in the protagonist's eyes.
Xia sighed, not knowing what to say.
The leader of the demon hunters is a one-eyed man named Caesar.
He stands over two meters tall, a head taller than the protagonist, having lost his eye in a past battle against the Blood Tribe.
Caesar founded the demon hunter organization for the sole purpose of revenge.
He carries himself with a detached yet imposing air. Upon hearing the protagonist's report, he remains unfazed, even becoming somewhat cheerful.
"The Blood Tribe's combat power has started to weaken."
"Those humans brainwashed by the Blood Tribe will eventually wake up."
Caesar smiles and pats the protagonist on the shoulder. "Come with me to see the Commander. Now is the time to attack."
Honestly, Hirozawa Furukawa quite likes this leader, the Witcher.
He has a very strong sense of leadership and exceptional abilities, which he demonstrated during previous battles.
The plot and this character's actions give a constant sense of security and trust, and you can always see the positive side in him.
Like starlight that never extinguishes in the dark night.
No, it should be the sun.
Caesar is passionate and unrestrained, and just as dazzling as the sun.
However, when they went to the human leadership center, they discovered that those high-ranking officials did not agree to [declare war on the Blood Tribe].
In the magnificent hall, covered with red carpets, the long table was laden with food.
The high-ranking officials, each one pot-bellied and greasy, listened to their report while enjoying gourmet food, just like fat maggots.
If the Blood Tribe's treatment of humans earlier had made Hirozawa Furukawa's blood pressure rise, this time his blood pressure was about to explode.
These pieces of trash...
What kind of animals are they?!
Using "human" to describe them is simply an insult to the word itself.
"The Witcher... Heh, don't daydream. We've finally managed to stabilize the current situation," Commander Doug wiped his mouth with a napkin and laughed heartily. "Attack the Blood Tribe?"
"That is just your misconception.
The Blood Tribe's abilities are far superior to ours.
And look around, what is left of humanity now?
It's already difficult enough to barely scrape by, how could we possibly have the capacity to launch an attack?
Technology has been stagnant for hundreds of years; we can't even produce any powerful weapons anymore. What are we supposed to fight with?
You are nothing but a civilian organization. Don't forget, the humans ruled by the Blood Tribe don't even wish to be 'rescued.'
They aren't even grateful to you.
Furthermore, we don't need to fight them at all.
The military exists to maintain safety; starting a war would only make our situation even more miserable.
Can't you see all the people outside who can't even get enough to eat?"
"The one who can't see is you!"
Hirozawa Furukawa retorted angrily.
What kind of garbage commander is this!
The male protagonist gritted his teeth hard, clenching his fists.
Just then, the fat Commander Doug's eyes lit up as he looked at Mia, whom the male protagonist had brought with him. "Hmm... could this be a Blood Tribe member?
A Blood Tribe girl... she's quite alluring, isn't she? If you can let me enjoy her..."
"No!!"
Sisyphus interrupted firmly.
After returning to the Demon Hunter Organization's base, the leader, Caesar, laughed.
"Did you notice?"
"Humans are such pathetic creatures. Those at the top and those at the bottom think about completely different things. They're just occupying positions without doing any real work."
"Lords like that can never lead humanity to victory."
"Listen to me," Caesar said, patting the protagonist on the shoulder solemnly. "There is only one path before us."
"Kill all these fat maggots, and then we will take charge of the war."
"Huh?!"
Hirozawa Furukawa's eyes widened in shock.
Nani?
Is this leader that Old Xu created really this powerful?
It's truly so moving.
Why can't I ever meet a leader like this?
No, forget about a leader like Caesar. Hirozawa Furukawa felt that his own superiors were just like the human leadership in The Witcher.
"Won't Mia be needed for this battle?" communications officer Xia asked the male protagonist before they officially set off.
Sisyphus turned to glance at the vampire girl, who was fast asleep in the corner, and slowly shook his head.
"No. She is a vampire, after all.
Even if it's just cleaning out the human maggots, I'd rather not have a vampire do it."
The male protagonist squeezed his mechanical arm, fully preparing himself. "This is a human affair. I won't tarnish the name of the Demon Hunters."
That same night, Caesar led the Demon Hunter squad in an assault on the City Hall Mansion.
This time, Hirozawa Furukawa was controlling the male protagonist, Sisyphus.
His skill combos were completely different from the heroine's. The heroine had a petite frame and her movements were agile and light, while the male protagonist was tall and powerful; although his movements were also fluid, they possessed a greater sense of strength.
In particular, he relied more on the use of his mechanical arm skills rather than just a simple combination of sword and gun.
The entire experience resonated with the sounds of metal clashing and sparks flying, which was incredibly immersive.
I have to say, the combat controlled by Mikami Shinji is truly comfortable; the combos flow like water, and the battle process is absolutely exhilarating—Furukawa had never experienced this kind of joy before.
Especially when the Witcher finished off the fat maggots and regained control, Furukawa Hirozawa felt his blood boiling.
In this moment, Furukawa's emotions became one with his in-game character.
So satisfying!
It felt great.
Furukawa Hirozawa closed his eyes, almost able to savor that exhilarating joy.
Even though there was nothing unusual in the air, he could almost smell the scent of blood.
For an action RPG to be able to stir up such emotions in a person, with a plot that is full of rhythm and tension, and can even be said to be quite profound and resonant—I have to say, Urobuchi Gen is truly amazing.
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