DMMO-RPG

As the name suggests, this is a somatosensory game that allows players to actually enter the game world, as described in science fiction, injecting nanorobots into the human body, wearing a helmet-like device, and completely entering the game world.

By the year 2138, the game had become completely popular.

In the general trend of this era, there is a game that has won the favor of the majority of players with its unique gameplay and special settings that focus on freedom.

Its name is YGGDRASIL.

It's a sword and sorcery game that explores and adventures across nine open worlds.

Because it is so hot, when people mention DMMO-RPG, everyone's first reaction is this [YGGDRASIL].

It's a pity that even such a brilliant game has finally entered its final stage after twelve years of operation.

22:30 Japan time, guild [Anz-your-Kyo], between meetings.

The all-black bachelor's robe was softly draped on the seat headed by him, and the purple gold decoration looked very decent. Although the overall appearance is a bit exaggerated, after all, this is the world of games! It's just right, and it's full of fantasy elements that young people like. The huge shoulder decoration is extraordinarily luxurious, and it is an almost shoulder pad level ornament.

Just like the saying "BMW sends heroes", the person wearing such luxurious clothes must also be an extraordinary person, right?

However, what stretched out from the gorgeous clothes was a fleshless face, only Bai Sensen's skull, and the red light in the eye sockets, which looked particularly hideous.

This is a common enemy in fantasy worlds, skeleton monsters, and in [YGGDRASIL], like this player, there are many characters with monster appearances.

Monster-based characters have more passive skills and racial skills than human-like characters, and their strengths and weaknesses are outstanding, so for the sake of strength and the gameplay of role-playing, there are many surprises for players who choose Xenomorphs.

The guild [Anzi-your-Gong] is a guild composed entirely of xenomorph players.

The skeletal mage sitting in the middle of the meeting has a [name] on his head as proof of the player.

[Flying Squirrel].

A name that sounds completely unrelated to a skeleton mage, the cute furry creature name is a stark contrast to the skull-headed image of an evil mage.

He was chatting with another player in the middle of the meeting, his companion Black Lo Hello, who had the appearance of a black slime.

"Before you know it, it's so late...... I'm sorry, Flying Squirrel San, although I really want to accompany you to the end, but I really can't do it today...... Both eyes are so sleepy that I can't open them, and I have to wake up early tomorrow. ”

The slime slime named Heiluo Heiluo said, although it has the appearance of a monster, but inside, it is a real human in reality, running for a living. From his tone, it is not difficult to hear a thick tiredness, the sentence just now is not a shirk and prevarication, it is a really tired voice.

"No, I'm the one who is, even though everyone is so busy, I still force everyone to come here......"

The skeleton mage named Flying Squirrel quickly responded politely.

No matter how much you want to shout out "Today is the last day of operation, everyone will stay together until the moment when the server is closed, and draw a perfect end to your game career!" However, in the end, he chose to say something like this.

From the moment everyone distances themselves from the game for the sake of life, he knows that the game is destined to be just a part of life. Hei Luo Hei Luo has done nothing wrong, and he should not bear his resentment and grievances.

"No, no, please don't say that, Flying Squirrel-san, it's because you're the guild leader that we can enjoy this game to the fullest...... However, I really didn't expect that our Nasaric underground tomb still exists...... It must have put a lot of effort into it, hoping that if we come back one day, we can have a home to go back to, right? ”

"Ah......h

"It's great that Flying Squirrel Sang can be the guild leader."

The flying squirrel is keenly aware of the implicit meaning of "let the conversation end here" in this sentence.

There is time in the upper right corner of the field of vision, and it is already 22:40, and every minute and second of rest is extremely precious for office workers who are tired of work.

"What if...... It would be nice to meet again in YGGDRASIL-2. ”

Hei Luo Hei Luo ended with this sentence, and the flying squirrel could only show a bitter smile, thanks to this is just a game, and it is impossible to show the player's rich facial expressions, otherwise, his expression will definitely stab the heart of his former friend, right?

"However, I haven't heard of the news of the second generation."

"Hmm...... Sorry, I couldn't keep my eyes open, so I went down first - it was great to meet the flying squirrel on the last day. ”

“…… Me too. It's great to meet you. ”

With this sentence as the end, the figure in Heiluo Heiluo also disappeared.

There was silence.

In the stronghold of the guild Ainz your-Gong, there is finally only one player left, the flying squirrel.

Emptiness...... Lonesome...... And also...... Wrath.

The flying squirrel silently looked around, the beautiful obsidian tables and chairs, a total of forty-one, lined up around the gorgeous round table, each one revealing exquisite workmanship, this is the glory of [Ainz your-Gong] in the past. Once, forty-one excellent players sat here, fiercely discussing the strategy of the dungeon and the experience of PVP duel.

However, now he is left alone.

"What a joke! This is the Great Underground Tomb of Nassarik that everyone worked hard to build!! Why can you give up so easily! ”

Faced with the empty room, the flying squirrel suddenly exploded emotionally, and slammed his fist on the table, which was judged by the system to be an aggressive behavior, but the word -0 jumped out.

Only when you are alone can a flying squirrel say what is in your heart. On weekdays, he develops a habit in the workplace, so that he will not easily complain to others.

"Everybody...... By all means, each has its own pain...... It must have been an extremely painful trade-off before leaving. ”

The flying squirrel muttered as if trying to convince herself.

It looks like I'm going to be alone to meet the end of YGGDRASIL's operation. On the rare last day, I want to stay until I am forced offline by the system, which can be regarded as an end to my gaming career.

The flying squirrel parents died early, there is no love, and the only fun is the game, so use this way to remember your past.

He thought so.

Suddenly, in the corner of his vision, an email suddenly popped up.

"Could it be?! Has anyone been online to contact me?! ”

Thinking of this possibility, the flying squirrel's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly clicked on the email, ecstatic.

However, when he saw the name of the email, he knew that it was an email from the system, as if a basin of ice water was pouring head-on.

"yes, I want to know, how is it possible...... Forget it, what will the system prompt? ”

The flying squirrel clicked on the email, and then began to read the contents.