As the days passed, Rissy and I continued to enjoy our victory over the Great Demon Emperor. We were hailed as heroes, and we were celebrated by the people of the futuristic city.
But despite our successes, we knew that our time in the game world of Divine Rights was coming to an end. We were getting weaker and weaker, and we knew that we could not keep using our powers indefinitely.
One day, as we were exploring a remote mountain range, we stumbled upon a strange, ancient temple. It was unlike anything we had ever seen before, with intricate carvings and strange, glowing symbols. We sensed that it was a place of great power, and we decided to investigate.
As we made our way into the temple, we were greeted by a group of strange, hooded figures. They were clearly guardians of the temple, and they seemed to know who we were. They spoke in a strange, ancient language that we could not understand, but we could sense that they were not hostile.
"Welcome, adventurers," one of the figures said. "We have been waiting for you. You have proven yourselves to be powerful and worthy, and we have a task for you."
Rissy and I looked at each other, curious and confused. We had no idea what the figures wanted from us, but we were willing to listen.
"What is your task?" I asked.
"We need you to help us seal the power of the Dragon's Heart," the figure explained. "It is a powerful and dangerous force, and it must be eliminated."