Good Game, Well Played

“Push first!”, I cried as the enemies are getting closer to our base. We are behind gold, our core is lagging and can not farm peacefully.

I feel the stiffness of my nape as I have not moved for a while. My teammates kept on typing “RIP, Jane”. Wanting them to focus, I ignored them. But they stood still on the base, so I asked. “What’s wrong, team?”

“Jane, we miss you too. But please rest in peace now. Please follow the light. You always visit us here at this game but for 40 days now, you have been…dead.”