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"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?”

MMORPG: I was BUGGED

COMPLETED!

There was no honor or chivalry in Devil Rising's actions, only opportunistic cruelty.

Disruptions in formation were their specialty, pushing players out of strategic positions and into the grasp of their relentless foes.

The room became a battleground for both the living and the undead, with players clashing with skeletons while simultaneously fending off the ambushes orchestrated by Devil's Rising.

The air crackled with tension and unease as alliances formed and dissolved in the blink of an eye. Shouts of frustration and anger mingled with the clashing of weapons and the haunting rattling of bones.

Players struggled to regain their composure, their faces etched with a mixture of frustration and trepidation.

Amidst the chaos, Xin and the others' disapproval was evident, his head shaking slowly as he observed the reprehensible behavior unfolding before them.

You Pointed a Finger at the Wrong Man