"Oh well" He spoke nguidly, going bad squinting his eyes, it wasn't like this was the first time it happened, Aegeon steeled his nerves, reading the words on the s.
You died < Unique Achievement unlocked: Sy the Demon god of Avarice>
"Fuck" The rage that oned him flickered. "unbelievable" He shook his head.
Aegeon pulled open a drawer from his desk, grabbing a weathered leather-bound notebook. The pen was carefully attached, Aegeon ya off and ope to the bookmark. He put a strike through Attempt 3657 and carefully wrote down every step that took him to his s. Results: Achievement, Furthest Attempt, Death by cutse
Aegeon only wrote the notable attempts down, if he hadn't his room would be littered with notebooks. It wasn't like this was his first death nor his 3657th, but it was the me indug. A death that came during a cutse? An unavoidable death that came regardless of what you could have do would be a miracle if he wasn't peeved.
As the st pyer of the godforsaken game, he had exhausted all other avehen what could he have done wrong? He wondered and thought and pondered.
The light on his s flickered, new words appearing. [gratutions on killing Avarice!]
His hand hovered over new game hesitating. Deminos 6 a game that was cruel and unfiving, Npc dropped like flies, important npcs had no plot armor, and all previous protagonists had either died or fallen to corruption. A world where heroes were rare, and kindness was even scarcer. A perma battlefield between the forces of good versus evil. Where even the Angels want to kill you. Every game had the same objective, kill the Demon gods terrorizing the world. The caveat, the demon gods were cepts that couldn't fully be killed, only granting peace for a limited time.
One must imagine Sisyphus happy. The devs promised this would be the final ohe oo lead the world to salvation, as a die-hard fan of the series, he wao finish the final one. All ames were pleted, why couldn't six be?
If that's all pleting the game would be simple enough, but the ai of the ads learn, bosses adapt to yhting style, every dialogue option matters. If you die your character gets deleted. Even taking the wrong herb could get you killed six quests down. A dumb and needlessly hard game.
Aegeon grabbed his pen and wrote a ry into his notebook, new difficulty. This wasn't necessarily a bad thing; tress you had to ramp up the difficulty, every setting unlocked a new path tress.
His ha back to his mouse, he pressed on new game. The difficulties mog him, Hard Hardest, eous, Realistic, he clicked on Realistic.
'That was odd' It had never asked Aegeon for his sent, he clicked yes.
The way the puter spoke started to creep him out, a normal person would have turned off his puter, but as a man that spent five years just trying to find the path to the first boss. He was determiress. After all, how difficult could it get?
He clicked yes.
Aegeon clicked his tongue "Dramatic" He muttered, it seems like the Devs did have a sense of humor. He ized his character to look like him, the only ge being the indest blue eyes, and the storm-colored hair.
His mouse hovered over css, Priest, Druid, Neancer, Padin, Crusade, Mage, Wizard, Sorcerer, Swordsman, Barbarian, Thief, Rogue. Aegeon chose Padin, not only was it the most well-rounded css being able to heal and tank; while doing a good amount of damage, but it also opehe most doors. In a world where Angels occasionally desded, padins were widely respected.
Aegeoo stat allocation.
He put fifteen points on faith and 5 ih.
As for his reasons for putting most points in faith, Aegeon wasn't pnning oing hit, especially sidering most things one shot you anyways. was the name.
Name: □□?□??□
He pressed ehe s went bck, and thunder roared. 'A storm?' Last Aegeon checked it was sunny outside; he looked at his boarded-up windows. He looked down, his puter was off. Aegeon looked around, anything that required electricity was turned off. His geor must have blown.
F*** he cursed loudly, if Aegeon was being ho it was about time it broke dow right before a new path was unlocked was extremely unlucky.
Aegean's hairs started standing on end, a metallic taste entered his mouth, his iced the st of chlorine remi of a pool. His s started to cackle, along with his tower and mp.
Crack!
"Oh shit" Lightning crashed from his roof striking him in the chest.