“It was around the Golden Star Raid. A sky dyed red, fields filled with the ashes and drops from mobs and players alike, set the scene of my decision. It was the time for my duel with the ruler of this world, the leader of the divine pantheon, a fight to decide the direction this game was going to head.. You likely remember the flash of light which took me away, only to return me a mere hour later, waving the head of the enemy on my sword like it was some sort of flag. Nobody knew how I defeated him. I remember seeing one post about a new skill, granted to me at level 999, one who could slay gods. Another about the hidden power of the chalice which I had one from DarkFiee. And yet most believed in me, that I had won fair and square in a 1v1 match with the gods. One which only I, Seil, could win.
Uh…
Sorry.
I’m sure you’ve all heard about the mysterious disappearance of the early game wolves, right? Where suddenly there weren’t any left, and beginners had to jump from fighting rabbits to bears? That was me. You see, there was a glitch where if you used
So yeah, you can imagine me hacking at an immobilized old man for an hour straight, whittling down his hp till he finally died. It was boring. Efficient, yes, smart, yeah, and risk-free? Definitely. Wasn’t half as bad as that year hacking at those scarecrows in the training grounds, but once you get to my level, you really start to think.
And amidst all my master plans on how to bully Getice, or calculations to level up and gain stats faster the everyone, a thought crossed my mind. A thought that should have crossed my mind a while back.
Man, I really am pathetic.
Here I was, spending over a day at times playing a video game. I haven’t gone outside for a long, long time. I’ve dedicated 3 years of my time just to be petty and ruin my former guild, all in the name of revenge. I’ve spent numerous hours simply calculating potential growths, stats, even predicting the real money auction prices. I bought out castles, items set, quests, even guilds. I’ve basically brainwashed my pets and NPCs into following me and blackmailed numerous players as well. I hold a monopoly on the entire world, and the whole game is at my whim. And for what? I won’t lie, I don’t think I’m having fun. The power fantasy gets boring, especially when you’re an asshole. And I wasn’t letting the community have fun either. Day after day I see complaints, but nobody does a thing. As expected, since I PKed the last roleplaying “heroes” until they dropped 100 levels. And they were somehow good sports about it too, even though they quit.
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The 4 Wanders, right? I have one thing to say: I’m sorry.
To the Frostly guild- I'm sorry for taking your guild house.
The beast tamer in Riore who I stole his pets from- I’m sorry.
The shopkeeper who I stole the paws from- I’m sorry.
DarkFiee- Sorry.
The poor paladins- Sorry.
The Monarch guild- Sorry for stealing your quest.
The players trying to obtain the witch class- Sorry for burning down the village.
The players who tried making money off the auction- Sorry.
In general, the whole player base- Sorry.
The GMs- I’m sorry for all the exploiting I did
And finally, to Getice and the Hellhighters guild- I’m sorry for everything. I won’t say I’ve matured, but looking back on the records, I truly deserved to be kicked out. I was being an asshole. And I only proved your point by ruining what should have been an amazing game for you, just like how I ruined the whole story for everyone else.
I know it’s not enough, but I’m quitting. I’ve talked to the GMs, and a whole new story will begin, with a drastic genre change, as an apology to you all for stealing the story. My land and all my resources will be divided up accordingly. The auction houses and the economy will be heavily rebalanced to make it usable, and quests will be fixed so everyone can enjoy the game. Nothing like this will ever happen again.
-This is Seil, the “Divine” Swordsman and finally self-aware edgelord, signing off.”
My fingers finally stopped typing. It… was finally over. No more revenge. No more drastically blowing matters out of proportion. No more ridiculous harem, no more abusing pets, no more ruining the game. Ever since ELI came out, I’d been playing 24/7, and neglected everything else. I’ve dropped out of school, my relationship with my family basically burnt down when I moved out 3 years ago, and my body hadn’t been treated well ever since I left.
Life would go on for the game, no matter whether I played or not. As the first thing to be even close to the quintessential VR game, the player base was huge, even with me, so it’ll be fine. A new story, new realms, new quests. Slowly it would improve and be better. Seil would be converted to an NPC, begging forgiveness from everyone until the game ended. The game would become better than ever, all without me. It stung a little, but it makes sense.
I pressed the submit button and immediately turned off the computer. No need to spend time replying to all the comments and such. It was already 4 am. I got up, and for the first time in forever, looked at my apartment. A pure white kitchen filled with utensils, recipes, and wasted ingredients, untouched except for when making instant food. A number of chairs which have never been used. A king sized bed which I’ve never slept in. And the capsule laying right next to me, quietly humming and beeping. I’ve spent way too much time and money in that thing. I shut my eyes to strengthen my resolve and reached down to pull the plug. Finally, silence.
It was time to get my life back in order. And first things first, it’s time to finally go to sleep.
Apparently, dreams are supposed to be wonderful.