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MMORPG: I was BUGGED

"Guildbane: Battle for Domination," the virtual MMORPG that has taken the world by storm, players enter a realm where guilds vie for ultimate supremacy. Set four years before Xin awakens from a coma, the game has undergone significant changes and evolved into a battleground for strategic guild warfare. With immersive gameplay, intense player-versus-player combat, and a focus on guild clashes, players must navigate a dynamic world where alliances are forged, rivalries are kindled, and the ultimate goal is to dominate the game's virtual landscape. [CONGRATULATIONS! You’re the LAST player in your generation to enter this game at the exact time of our anniversary date!] You don’t have to rub it on me. Xin muttered. He was keenly aware that his peers left him behind. [You received a GIFT!] Xin was baffled. Maybe because it was his birthday, or it was an anniversary thing? Opening the gift, his avatar glowed, but he didn’t feel like anything had changed. He opened his stat box. ‖ S T A TU S ‖ HP: 40 MP: 20 STR: 2 DEX: 2 CONS: 2 INT: 2 WIS: 2 CHA: ꝏ ‖ E N D ‖ Xin’s head bobbed to the side. “Huh?”

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The Unsettling Echoes      

[Your companion, Grey Smoke, has DIED!]

Xin's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the notification, his mind struggling to comprehend the words that had appeared on his screen. 

The lines blurred before him, the letters dancing in a chaotic manner as if mocking his inability to grasp their meaning. 

He blinked repeatedly, hoping that the words would rearrange themselves into something less ominous, something that didn't imply the loss of a companion.

His heart pounded in his chest, the thudding reverberating in his ears as if trying to drown out the harsh reality of the message. 

Slowly, a cold realization crept over him, sending shivers down his spine. Grey Smoke was gone.

Unable to accept the truth, Xin read the notification over and over again, as if expecting the words to change upon each repetition. 

Each time he read it, the weight of the loss bore down on him, pressing against his chest until it felt hard to breathe.