Zoe dropped Dave off at his hotel and said, "Don't forget tomorrow. Daddy is expecting you for dinner. I'll pick you up around six, okay?"
Dave nodded and waved goodbye.
When he got to his room he ordered some food and took a quick shower. After eating he decided it was time. He got into the game pod and holding his breath he went through the log in procedure.
***
Attention User!
Your account has been verified, no evidence of violations of the terms and conditions of service was found. You may access your account and the game again. We apologize for the inconvenience and wish you good fortune in Conquest!
***
You witnessed the Archangel Naethiel Fall from Holy Grace.
You obtained a new item.
Feather of the Fallen (Quest item)
The Holy Church is searching for the Fallen Archangel. Use the Feather To locate the archangel before them.
Because the angel only recently became Fallen, he is weakened and vulnerable. What you do if and when you find the angel will determine both your destinies, choose wisely!
***
The dungeons:
Desolate Temple
Ice Palace Dungeon
Mustakrakish's Desert Palace
Have been closed. You will no longer receive CP from them.
***
Your Relationship with the Black Skull Order and the Demon factions has reached
Kill on Sight. You will be Hunted by members and vassals.
Aggro range of Demons and Black Skull Order members increased to 500% of base distance.
***
Kill Order!
Player Bone Breaker has issued a Kill-Order on you.
Bounty 10,000 gold
If you aren't killed by a Player before 5 days of logged-in game-time has passed, you will be awarded 10% amount of the original bounty (1,000 gold) for each 24 hours of logged in game-time you survive, until the bounty runs out (10 days).
***
"Shit. What a kick-in-the-balls. 'Welcome back Dave!'"
Dave took a deep breath and exhaled. His default avatar was a basic living human again, not an undead draugr.
"Now I have to deal with this crap," Dave glanced up at the giant tag over his head glowing with the word 'Kill!' in red letters.
Dave's phone went off, Perfect Shot was reaching out.
"Hey Perfecto," Dave said.
"Hey Skelly! Some major shit happened in Conquest. Did you have anything to do with all that? "
"Sorry bro, can't talk about it, I signed an NDA," Dave said.
"Ah. Got it, no problem. I saw my pops earlier, he was cackling like a loon. I'm thinking it had something to do with you since your lawyer was talking to our legal department."
Dave smiled. Zoe's uncle had OWNED those Conquest execs, he'd milked them out of tens of millions in fees for both CCN and himself.
"Can't tell you that either. Sorry again, man," Dave said apologetically.
"Nah, that's alright."
"Man, the Underworld closing and all the undead gone. That's some crazy stuff and it's gotta suck bad for you. It hurts us too, we can't go grind in the underworld with you when we hit level 200 now, and we're only a few levels away."
"Ahhh, that's right! Sorry man, that would have been fun." He'd signed a contract with the TNT to give them scrolls to the Underworld in exchange for loot.
Perfect was silent for a moment, then, "Hey, Dave now that you can't access the Underworld , wanna join us? We are trying to finish Flanker's quest, it's tough, our levels are lower than recommended."
Dave thought for a moment, he shrugged he didn't have anything else to do for now.
"Yeah why not, I don't have any quests for now and might as well join yours. But, uh, well I really don't want anyone to know who 'Mr. Skeletal' is or was...you know what I mean?"
Perfect chuckled, "Sure man. I'll get the guys to do a contract in-game and sign an NDA for outside. CNN legal will take care of it. We gotta protect the name-brand, just in case 'Mr. Skeletal' makes a come back. Right?"
"Yeah, you're right! Thanks bro. I really appreciate that, and you convincing the guys."
"By the way, what's your player name?"
"Death Stroke"
Perfect Shot guffawed, "And you think OUR avatars are terribly named?"
"Awww, man." He didn't have a comeback to that, so he just hung up. It was the manly thing to do.
Dave decided to take a look at the angel's feather, but his attention was drawn to another item in his inventory, Death Heart Fragment.
Dave took the fragment from his inventory, cupping it in his palm while he inspected it. He didn't get anything from it, not even an Inspect-Failed notification. He prodded the sliver of crystal with a finger, then snorted. The monkey-brain reflex: poke at things if they don't work.
'The last thing the Undead King said was the legion will rise again, maybe with this piece…"
Suddenly, a blur of shadow snatced the fragment from his hand.
"I'll take that. Thanks, kid!" The smug, snickering voice came from everywhere at once.
"What the- GIVE IT BACK, THIEF!"
But there was no one there to answer his outraged demand. Dave stood frozen in place, his hand extended like an idiot, dawning horror on his face.
"Ohhh, NO...!"
Chapter end
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