John woke up with a feeling of sorrow as it seemed to him that everyone he holds dear or learns to like dies.He went to work and heard the usual chatter but he peaked his ears as heard two people talk about Kings Reign:
"Hey have you heard there happened something near the starting village. Apparently some NPC died during a questline and a silverskinned guy buried him right above the Cemetary-Dungeon. Eyewitnesses tell that suddenly all the undead died and after that a holy wave rushed through and cleansed all miasma and now no new undeads sp.a.w.n! And some Priest Players tell that if you pray at the grave you can raise you Holy Magic to 2! Also some Blacksmiths have reported that they got a new specialication when they gazed add the Gravestone. "
John didn"t think much about it but he was happy that the old smith gets remembered and regular visits.
John finished his s.h.i.+ft went home and jumped into the capsule but he didn"t end up before the grave. He was in a white room like the room of his tutorial.
"Where am I?"
"h.e.l.lo User..."
"Oh EVA how kind of you to welcome me how do i deserve the honor?"
"...tch... your account has been suspended please contact Virtec Inc. under x.x.xx x.x.xx.x.xx"
John was mad he logged of and hammered the b.u.t.tons on his phone and called the number given to him by EVA.
After a short wait the call connected:
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"Ah Mr Smith I am sorry for the incovenience but before you can play again we have to get rid of a small problem you caused ingame would you kindly meet us at a restaurant of your choice we will pay for everything its just a small formality that we have to get out of this world would you give us some face?"
"Fine but you better explain everything lets meet at Pietro"s Pizza."
"Yes yes how about meeting there in 30 minutes we will send a car to your house in ten minutes"
John slightly puzzled and a little bit mad change in some better clothes and waited
for the driver .
20 minutes later he sat infront of a bald middle aged man that was constanly wiping his sweat he was accompanied by a s.e.xy blackhaired lady with a strict appearance and a behavior that reminded him of EVA. They introduced themselves as Paul Miller, Director of the balancing Department and Eva Langley, Executive a.s.sistant of Customer Support. After a short time he remembered that Eva Langley Was the woman that called him because of the lottery Prize.
"Mr Smith as you know, A Npc died during a part of a questline you undertook and you buried him, what is certainly admirable, but it left us in some kind of pinch the shovel you forged and used is to strong as it can kill every undead in a giant radius just by digging a grave that alone wouldn"t be much of a problem but you also created that Gravestone which effectively destroyed a complete Dungeon and our Planning team can"t tolerate a variable that has an item to end potential content updates like undead legions or the like in one second thats why we are here that we can negotiate how to pay you for giving up your mythical Item.