“I went to visit our old friend.”
The hall broke into an uproar when they heard this confession. A tall being in full plate armour stood and roar agitatedly.
“You know we can’t interact with people from the old world anymore! What if he gets transported here too?”
A goat headed man in a extravagant suit rebuked him:
“Maybe he will like it here. Don’t just decide that for yourself.”
The bubbling slime at the head of the table called for silence, and said:
“Ulbert, we all decided that we wouldn’t interact with others from the old world anymore.”
“Chagami-san, this is the last day, you know we can’t infect anyone else even if we tried.”
As the clock winded down, the 40 ex-members of Ainz Ooal Gown wondered what awaited them after the server shuts down. Would they be jolted back to reality? Or stuck in this virtual world forever? Or maybe they will just vanish?
The appointed time came. All the members were frozen in place, as ropes appeared out of nowhere, tied to their limbs and bodies. The rope leads above them and into the a void. A scythe appears and severed all the ropes in the room. The bodies of everyone present fell to the ground. Like puppets with their strings cut.
♦ ♦ ♦
Within the darkness covered veil, a hand suddenly struck out. Slowly crawling towards the surface, a body was unearthed from the grounds of the cemetery outside of Re-Estize.
Gazef was flustered.
Scanning through his surroundings, he realized that he was in the sacred burial ground used by the royal family.
I should have been dead.
Confused due to just having just regained the functions to his body, Gazef momentarily halted while still under a half-dazed state. Holding up his arm, he became aware that the clothes he was wearing was in pieces, filled with holes and decay, revealing the white bones underneath.
“Nooooooo!”