The atmosphere inside Golden Age Company's main control room was just as chaotic as the battlefield itself.
Marco, the CEO, sat in his chair, his gaze fixed on the central monitor. The live feed displayed waves of monstrous creatures advancing relentlessly toward the capital city of the Dissidia Kingdom.
"Have we confirmed that the emergency quest has been sent to all players?" he asked.
An assistant immediately replied, "Yes, sir. The quest has been distributed, and push notifications have gone out to everyone."
Marco exhaled slowly as his eyes flicked to the growing number of online players displayed on a nearby screen.
Sighing, he nodded. "The AI predicts a 97% chance that the kingdom will fall. The king… won't survive."
A heavy silence settled over the room, each team member processing the weight of those words.
