S.A.O [Inactive]

[DeathMaster]

FLOOR: 22 Seth walked through the town looking around. It has been a year since this Hell game began. He has gained some levels since the beginning. He decided to check his stats. "Okay let's see what we've got going on here." He swiped his hand down and clicked on his status menu. Lvl: 20 Exp to go: 1000. "okay" he smiled a bit. "Still alive." He checked his in box. Still no messages... Not even from his friends. Figures no one cared about him in real life why would anyone care in here. He didn't have a guild or a party. Solo... Just like in life itself. (okay guys im sorry for the misunderstanding we will be time skipping ahead one year)

 

[NanoSwine]

Terron sighed, he sat at a lounge in Floor 22, looking at his menu, waiting for a beep.


Him, and his friends were all going to start together, but he got on first, expecting them to get on shortly after, until they got stuck in the game.


Now every once in a while he stares at his messages, waiting for a notification, just one beep, one.


He ran his hand though his hair, and left them menu, glancing at his level, level 18.


He'd only been doing petty theft, and the occasional scam, maybe he should look into something else, but he he couldn't bring himself to do to, theft is all he's known since day one.


He yawned tiredly, and rubbed his temples to relieve pressure.

 

[DeathMaster]

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