Past 1: CH 3 part 1 The Cringe of the Dark Wizard

The Past I: Sheree Backstory Chapter 3, Part 1: The Cringe of the Dark Wizard The historical memory file stabilized, locking its grid lines exactly eight years into the past, precisely one hour after the tactical squad had deleted the second major dungeon boss. The ambient timeline clocks remained frozen at exactly 11:08 PM, but the translucent timeline ghosts of the Star Rail studio watched the scenes unfold with absolute clarity under the pulsing glow of the Time Crystal. Deep inside a hidden alchemist dungeon laboratory beneath the castle fortress, the old-man illusion completely dissolved. Lord Drago stood in his true, unfiltered monstrous form—boasting a thick, forward-curving dark demon horn protruding from his forehead, sharp pointy ears, and textured green skin covered in dozens of independent green eyes blinking across his flesh. He barked furious, raspy microphone orders at a dark knight dark-layer asset who had disguised his plate frame as a gleaming, flawless silver noble palace guard. The spy carried a heavy silver platter, marching past two heavily armored silver Great Knights guarding the grand double oak doors of the central hall. Sitting isolated at the far end of the grey stone throne room was Princess Sheree, looking monumentally bored with a dramatic anime pout. Her baseline royal design was stunning: long, silver-white hair tied up cleanly into a high, flowing ponytail, sharp piercing cyan-blue eyes, delicate high-elf ears, and a refined athletic figure boasting an accurate medium D-cup breast size. She wore an exquisite, form-fitting strapless black dress, cinched tightly at the waist with a simple brown leather buckle belt, and elegant black high heel strap sandals on her feet. The silver-disguised knight bowed lowly before the throne, opening his mouth as a pointed manga speech balloon aimed at his lips. Disguised Knight: "Hear your meal princess Sheree." Instead of traditional medieval royalty food, the lid uncovers a massive fast-food style beef hamburger dripping with melted cheese, a mountain of heavily salted golden chips, and a single crystal glass of deep red vintage wine. Sheree's cyan-blue eyes instantly transformed into massive cartoon stars, her mouth opening wide with a comically expressive shonen grin. Princess Sheree: "Oh thank you so much now I have a nice meal!" Princess Sheree completely abandoned her regal composure. She aggressively grabbed the massive burger with both hands, widening her mouth to take an enormous bite before furiously stuffing her face with the handfuls of salted chips. Down inside the surveillance bunker, Lord Drago watched the monitors in pure, unbridled anime disbelief. His face warped into a funny, hyper-exaggerated One Piece style cringe face. He threw his head back, slamming his green-skinned fists onto his console desk and screaming into his headset microphone in a fit of intense shonen anger. Lord Drago: "How long is she gonna eat that meal it’s getting annoying!" Enchainer-Alpha: "Lord drago look it’s finally happening." The 15-foot tall bio-mechanical juggernaut stepped out from the shadows of the lab, his bone-skull faceplate flaring with an intense dark blue fire aura as he pointed a massive mechanical claw at the screen. Princess Sheree swallowed her last chip, gracefully brushing the crumbs away. Maintaining her accurate D-cup medium silhouette, she reached down and elegantly lifted the crystal wine glass. With a perfectly noble, graceful, and aristocratic movement, she tilted her neck back and chugged the vintage wine—completely draining the poisoned alchemical fluid down her throat in a single chug! Lord Drago threw his arms violently up into the air with a massive, unhinged shonen grin, his green eyes flashing with raw joy as the entire lab of alchemical technicians and disguised dark knights broke into a wild, cheering celebration. Lord Drago: "Ha ha she finally drink it let go!!!"