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[Spoil] คลิกเพื่อดูข้อความที่ซ่อนไว้A long rectangular table of obsidian lustre was in the center of the guildhall, surrounded by 40 luxurious seats.
All but one of them was empty.
At the head of a table was a black slime that seemed to be bubbling constantly. The crown glowed with a black luster as it fiddle with a cube restlessly.
“Herohero sure is late… Everyone else is here already.”
“Don’t worry sis, he won’t miss this for the world.”
A creature with a bird face chirped in.
At this moment another slime appeared at the entrance out of thin air. It displayed emoticons to greet everyone, and they all greeted back.
“You are late, Herohero, where did you go?”
The slime waddled to the last empty seat and moved its body onto it. It wasn’t clear where it’s head or body was as it was just one giant lump of ooze.
“I went to visit our old friend.”
The hall broke into an uproar when they heard this confession. A tall being in full plate armour stood and roar agitatedly.
“You know we can’t interact with people from the old world anymore! What if he gets transported here too?”
A goat headed man in a extravagant suit rebuked him:
“Maybe he will like it here. Don’t just decide that for yourself.”
The bubbling slime at the head of the table called for silence, and said:
“Ulbert, we all decided that we wouldn’t interact with others from the old world anymore.”
“Chagami-san, this is the last day, you know we can’t infect anyone else even if we tried.”
The room was silent for a moment as everyone contemplated this fact. The DMMORPG Yggdrasil will be shutting down its server after twelve years, the end of an era, but also bears an uncertain future for the guild members that were trapped in the game. Members of the guild, Ger7Bra1. This name came from the distance past, detailing the absolute decimation of one team by another. The facts were lost over time, and only this strange words was left. A self mocking name of a guild that had given up hope of returning to reality.
As the clock winded down, the 40 ex-members of Ainz Ooal Gown wondered what awaited them after the server shuts down. Would they be jolted back to reality? Or stuck in this virtual world forever? Or maybe they will just vanish?
The appointed time came. All the members were frozen in place, as ropes appeared out of nowhere, tied to their limbs and bodies. The rope leads above them and into the a void. A scythe appears and severed all the ropes in the room. The bodies of everyone present fell to the ground. Like puppets with their strings cut.