The night sky was illuminated by the bright full moon, its light casting a warm glow over Slumdon Town. The large bonfire at the center sent sparks and embers dancing in the air. As more people gathered around, the air was filled with an excited buzz of anticipation.
“It’s time!” Broken shouted. “Start the ritual, Sandro!”
The sound of drum beats suddenly filled the air, a slow rhythm that instantly reignited everyone’s passion.
“Uaaa Uaaa. Lu Lu Lu,” Ivana sang as the music began.
“Lua Lua. Da Tang! Lua Tu Lua. Hu Jan! Ulala.”
Yara then picked up the next verse, her voice blending perfectly with Ivana’s, adding depth and harmony to the ritual song.
Sandro moved with grace, executing spinning turns and precise steps. His arms swept through the air, his feet tapping out intricate rhythms. Jovina and the others followed suit, twirling and leaping in perfect unison. Their movements were mesmerizing, capturing the joyous spirit of the entire crowd.
“Lua Lua. Da Tang! Lua Tu Lua. Hu Jan! Ulala.”
Max, the live streamer, shouted out with enthusiasm as she faced the camera. “Can you believe this? They’ve started the ritual. It’s a truly unique and beautiful dance. And just look at the two lovely girls accompanying the dance with their melodious singing voices. This is something extraordinary!”
“Uaaa Uaaa. Lu Lu Lu,” they chanted in unison.
The moment the vibrant dancing and singing began, everyone was entranced. The light of the flames undulated before them, casting an alluring glow across their faces.
The warmth of the fire, combined with the cool night air, filled everyone with a passionate energy that swept them away. Before they knew it, their feet were tapping and stomping in perfect rhythm.
Goldrich, his face lit up with a cheerful laugh, jumped clumsily from one foot to the other. His silliness drew glances and chuckles from the people around him.
“Let’s join the party!” he laughed.
Elincia, too, smiled cheerfully and ran closer, joining in the rain-summoning ritual dance.
Kingsley lightly patted Maylock’s shoulder. “Maylock, let’s join the dance too.”
Maylock, however, crossed his arms and refused. “No, this is out of my character!”
Melliandra, standing next to Kingsley, ran with a cheerful laugh and began to follow the dance, moving nimbly and imitating the dance movements.
Amidst the laughter and music of the party, someone stumbled closer with an unsteady gait, a drink bottle in hand.
“I love it! Let’s keep the party going until dawn,” exclaimed Trison, the Drunken Healer. However, as Trison neared the line of dancers, Jovina quickly sprang into action. She delivered a swift kick to Trison’s head, sending him crashing to the ground.
“Don’t you dare taint this sacred ceremony with your stupidity, you fool,” she growled.
Instead of being angry, Trison just laughed. “Hahaha! I like it!” he said before pouring some water on his face.
Moment by moment, more and more players and residents of the city joined in, their enthusiasm radiating as they whirled around the huge bonfire.
“Uaaa Uaaa. Lu Lu Lu,” they sang as they twisted, jumped, and clapped their hands.
“Lua Lua. Da Tang! Lua Tu Lua. Hu Jan! Ulala.”
The rain summoning ritual broadcast was quickly met with a flood of views on the internet. “This is ridiculous, yet so unique. I love it, hahaha,” commenters noted, reposting the video. Many people even joined in from home, following the dance and capturing it on their mobile phones, which they then shared online.
That night, the Slumdon Rain Summoning Dance suddenly became a viral sensation on the internet, captivating audiences far and wide with its blend of charm, tradition, and infectious
joy.
“Where did this stupid dance come from?” one person grumbled.
“Why have so many silly things been going viral lately?”
“You should check Max’s channel. She streamed some dances from Slumdon Town.”
“No, I’m not interested.”
“Hey, who is the one singing the song? Their voices are so angelic.”
“That’s Ivana… and the other girl is like a maid, a girl maid. I’m in love with her. She will be my new waifu.”
“What’s her name?”
“Yara, she’s called Yara there.”
“She’s so cute!”
“Kawaii…”
“Lua Lua. Da Tang! Lua Tu Lua.” the enchanted spectators chanted along, completely captivated by the ritual and its performers.
The chants of the ritual song, weird yet somehow captivating, were quickly picked up by the crowd. Its sound reverberated in their minds, leaving an indelible mark.
“Damn, this annoying song is really lodged in my brain. I can’t stand it.”
Broken felt the laughter and enthusiasm of the people in Slumdon Town that night, and he was swept away by the joy of the dancing and singing that enlivened the evening. However, something suddenly caught his attention.
He saw a woman! She looked different from the others, and was dancing to her own rhythm. She was dancing alone among the crowd.
She had long pink hair that flowed freely with her graceful and elegant movements. Her body was lithe and agile, and each twist and turn was executed with precision, making her seem as if she were floating across the ground. Her facial expression was calm yet captivating, and her eyes were fixed on something far away.
She was wearing a dazzling white dress that perfectly accentuated her slender frame, and her scarf seemed to float in the breeze, almost as if it were dancing with her.
For some reason, the woman then turned toward Broken and winked. With a movement of her lips, it was as if she was saying, “I’ll see you soon.”
But, damn, no way!
“Who is she? A player? No, she’s an NPC,” he thought, his movements slowing down and
slightly hindering the others.
“Are you tired already, young man?” Goldrich patted his shoulder.
[Name: Selene]
[Level: ???]
[Strength: ??? | Agility: ??? | Intelligence: ??? | Constitution: ??? | Stamina: ???]
Her name was displayed in a purple color, indicating that she was a special NPC. However, when he tried to observe her status, they were marked with a question mark. There was no additional information available about this intriguing woman.
“Who is she?” he wondered.
A strong desire surged within Broken to come closer and talk to her, a feeling as though he had always missed her-though he knew that couldn’t be true; he had never met her before!
It was as if he was familiar with her face, though he couldn’t find out where those thoughts and feelings came from.
Her movements were graceful and precise. When her gaze met Broken’s, she gave him a gentle smile and mouthed the words, “Thank you,” with a gesture on her lips. Then, she continued to dance among the others until her figure was lost in the crowd.
Broken, feeling an urgent need to find her, tried to chase after her, weaving through the dancing people. But no matter how hard he searched, she seemed to vanish as quickly as she had appeared. His curiosity overwhelmed him. He ran through the crowd. “Broken, what are you doing?” someone called out, but he didn’t pay attention.
Meanwhile, without Broken realizing it, doubts began to creep into the minds of the
townspeople. They started to wonder if the rain summoning ritual would really work.
“Where is the rain?” they began to shout in skepticism.