The year was 2138 and the world was bleak. Ashen polluted skies was the norm. Working in factories that doesn't care about your health nor your dreams. Any injury was fatal. Your boss would easily fire you if they saw your efficiency go down. If they did you wouldn't have the money to buy food. Not that you could afford it anyways. See what they gave you in terms of money was the minimum, the bare minimum.

We slaved away in this gray world. Yet an outlet was found, YGGDRASIL, And it was magnificent.

This story is not about you however rather it is about me. So together let's reminisce about our times in YGGDRASIL and I'll tell you some bizarre stories, I picked up beyond the veil.

YGGDRASIL 5 MINUTES LEFT

A man garbed in black with a European plague doctor mask sat beside a knight in shining gold armor.

"Twas a good run no?"

"It was. It really was…"

"Don't be so down, other games exist to you know? We'll just play something new yeah?"

"You don't understand nostalgia Ryse, we've spent 8 years on this game. And not only that but a fair amount of cash as well."

"Ah now I get it, you want a refund then?"

"Yes and no… I mean we spent so much time and effort for this game and yet the shitty devs are just going to close it down because it's not generating enough money anymore. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth."

"Ah but you see Pesty life is not fair. You should know that better than anyone eh?"

"Yeah… Just wished for some more time…"

"Many do friend, many do."

A comfortable silence descended. Only broken when a single minute was left on the clock.

"Got any suggestions for the next game Ryse?"

"Perhaps, I heard Evolution Online was good from a friend of mine. We might as well check it out no?"

"Yeah I guess… Anything you want to say as the counter goes down?"

"Tis well."

"You're a chunni Ryse. You're a goddamn chunni."

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