The Ruler
-Author's Notes- This story will be lightly based off of Overlord. The beginning it quite similar but once I really start the story it will deviate.
Before I logging off for the night I thought back to what we all had done together.
We were once a major faction in the game that we played. Our faction started from our five main players including myself and expanded until over fifty players were in our faction.
We had overcome great difficulties and had constructed a castle that was basically impenetrable. We had worked so hard to obtain what we now had that it surprised me when the fraction players started to leave.
We went from our fifty players back down to our five original players in a little over two years.
Our faction had achieved great things, we had collected the best of items and had worked our hardest to make it better.
The five of us had become great friends over the span of the two years of our faction. It surprised me when even they were beginning to let go of our home that we had worked for so many hours to build. On top of all of this tomorrow was the last day that this world that we had built would exist.
They have decided to shutdown the server that we poured our lives into. It seemed like I was the only one that still cared about this place anymore.
This game had caused many bad things to happen in our real lives but we all still strived to play together. There were members that broke up with girlfriends or had fights with their families because they spent so much time with us trying to make our home better.
That would all end tomorrow though. It was sad for me to watch what I loved be destroyed.
I determined that i would take the day off from work and stay on. I would not leave what I loved until the very end.
I got my five friends to agree to join the game with me so that we all might talk one last time before it shut down. I thought even though this is all sad at least I will see all of my friends once last time.
I logged off and went to sleep.