Scars
It was 4 am on the clock when Rin logged out of the game. He had chosen the class, but he hadn't confirmed it on the game, considering it would take considerate amount of time to advance.
Besides, knowing the game, Rin was pretty sure he would be in tremendous pain throughout the process of advancement. So its better that he rest properly before going through that torture.
Dawn was as accommodating as ever. He wondered when they would start making machines of her.
Ulysses would really like a virtual assistant of her persona.
Feeling a sense of relief as his virtual surroundings faded away, Rin let out a low grunt. It had been an extensive gaming session, perhaps the longest he had ever played in one stretch after his retirement. Considering he had logged in around 2 PM, he had spent over fourteen hours immersed in the game, disconnected from the real world.