Prologue

Prologue

A certain Guild has obtained an epic quest that needs 10000 souls to open the --- they have to find players for sacrifice.

Then a member suggested that the best candidates would be those elite members of an enemy guild. In this game, the destruction of a player's soul made them incapable of logging-in to the game--- for seven days.

As someone who only plays this game casually, he volunteered to infiltrate that guild. He only needed to offer a fake Epic-Level quest--- taken from a demon-trickster, for that guild to recruit him in.

He also acted like a total newbie and a greedy person who is trying to get rich by profiting on their resources--- this causes his new guildmates to look down on him, thus letting their guards down.

Also, his character's stats and equipment were very ordinary, making him an unknown nobody in this game.

----but his opinions and suggestions in his original guild were highly valued.

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*beep*--- a voice call came.

"Kid, what is the current situation inside the citadel?"

"Guild Master, the offering ritual is almost over, all you guys needed to do is kill the after the ritual ends. That part has nothing to do with me, so I will be logging-off early tonight. I still have something Important* to do."

"Damn kid!--- can't you play this game seriously? I'll triple your salary."

"It's not about the money, becoming strong inside a game means nothing if you have a shallow backing."

*beep*--- he cuts off the voice call.

While watching his new guildmates from above a safe zone as they throw curses at him while confined inside the , he swipes his hand to open the game news interface and started reading the hottest VR game newsflash.

The once top DMMO-RPG that reigned supreme for ten years will be closing its servers tonight at midnight--- after 12 years since it was released.

His brows creased involuntarily, he then swipes his hand to select the log-out button.

When he came out of his , he can't help but take a look at his old model , located in the corner of his room.

--- a lot of memories came flashing by.

--- a lot of people and places.

--- a lot of friend and enemies.

--- hatred.

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He is currently living a very comfortable life of a millionaire, these riches were the compensations he had received from his old game three years ago. But this was not enough to match the things he had loss at that time.

Normally, on this current era where the Government doesn't exist and the country is run by Corporations,

---being able to receive a compensation from a game being run by one of these corporations was only possible if you have a Certain* background.

If you complain and you don't have any backing, you'll be assassinated instead.

As the clock approaches 12:00 pm-midnight, he remembered the weird message he had received from a friend the other day but chose to take it as a prank.

---he then log-in into his old game one last time.

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In the past, a class player managed to become one of the , a

---by using a .

He has reached the level where he could fight evenly with thirty Lvl100 Players on his own or escaped the pursuit of a hundred.

Until one day, he had become the target of everyone. Even the Developers needed to intervene. They had to delete this problem Character for the sake of the other Players.

---then a Second one appeared.

But because of the fate of the first one, this second one was extremely low key. Nobody knew how he had achieved it or if he truly does exist.

Then one day, he appeared in the territory of a notorious Guild who is ranked 15th in the entire game. No one knew his reasons but that clash of 1 against 300 players has turned into a legendary event.

That notorious Guild doesn't have someone possessing a class or a single , but with their sheer number, logically they were supposed to win.

---but they were utterly defeated and had their Guild-base stolen.

After that war, he had disappeared.

There were many urban legends created from the fate of that player's character. Some say that it was killed back to level 0, some say that the owner was killed in real life.

But the most probable answer was the Developers' intervention--- again.

They had deleted it for the sake of the game's future and balance.

---but all those rumors were not exactly right.

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Account Status [SEALED] by the Game Master YUN

Player name: [Deus Aesma]

(Heteromorphic Race)

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"Those rotten bastards--- even on the night that this world will meet its ends, they still can't let me regain my freedom."

---this is the fate of his character.

If the Developers have deleted this problem character, then a new one will just appear again in the future.

So they sealed it, never to be able to leave the City and all its stats decreased by 90℅.

*sigh* 'It would have been nice to unleash a [Neutron Blast]--- for the last time'.

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