Seven Kobolds stood around a floating skull embedded in a glowing silhouette of a human, their eyes were focused entirely on the apparition before them, it felt strange to look at their own image that wasn't really them, knowing they were all copies of the man glowing softly between them, created for reasons they never found out, a few of them lived as a Kobold Allen for years, and at this moment, standing in this room with them was the one man that could tell them why, and how, but mostly why.
Allen looked at the gathered creatures when his look lingered on Miner Slave, by his last memories this Kobold wasn't ready to be loose yet, there was also the bone staff wielding Shaman that was obviously an NPC, the Kobolds he expected to see weren't in the room, where were the Bonesmith and Oracle, why was Trapper leading the resurrection ceremony?
Then the pain hit him, Devos' last words echoed in his mind when he fealt his arm and leg burning away, "I just summoned the First Allen", Trapper exclaimed.
[System: Notice AllenP you are a backup copy brought from the last instance in the game, you will be deleted when the conditions for your summoning has been fulfilled, when you answer <3> questions or a <1>
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Reading through the instructions he recieved from the System Allen felt sick, he was a ghost? a backup? what the hell was going on? why were his Kobolds in this room? how did they summon him? how could he get revenge on the crazy Devo?
"What are you going to ask him?" a green dotted red Enraged Kobold asked.
"Ask who killed me", Allen answered and immediately recieved the system message.
[System: Notice AllenP the condition for your summoning has been met, after two more qustions you will be deleted]
"Shit no, bad answer" he cursed himself.
[System: Notice AllenP you may not communicate unless asked a specific question or given a task]
"What do you mean who killed you?" Trapper asked.
Allen felt his heart sink, this was his one chance to survive beyond his own death from the hack of his mind, he had to find a way to use his two answers and single hour and find a way to either extend that time or answer more than what he was aske, but how?
"To understand my answer you will need to bring the other Kobolds before me, especially Oracle and Bonesmith, also try to say this answer does not satisfy your question", Allen gushed out.
"You did not answer my question" Trapper quickly said.
[System: Notice AllenP your answer was neither conclusive nor complete, if you persist in evading your tasks this summon will be terminated before its alloted time]
Allen chuckled internally at the quote from an ancient book he read as a young boy, the programmer was a kindred geek, but the threat rang true in his mind also thanks to the same connection to the nameless programmer.
Trapper Kobold turned to the others in the group, "we should get this show back to the Warren and gather the others", turning on his heel he walked outside the room and started climbing back to the portal room