Muse sighed, running his fingers through his black hair as he trudged through the post-apocalyptic landscape of what was likely some sort of zombie roleplay – a fitting place to walk around and contemplate what to do next in a situation like this. He’d promised to take down the Godmodder, but what was he supposed to do? Run around and find as many roleplayers as possible, trying not to get them all killed. Worked out brilliantly last time… 

He turned his head to the sound of distant moaning as a horde of slow-moving zombies approached him. Given everything that had happened lately, it was almost bitterly sweet to see a team of NPC’s still alive – or, well, you know. Still, danger of that kind meant he should probably quit sulking and begin his search; finding the next batch of ‘players’ would be the best place to start. A huge pair of black, feathered wings sprouted from his back as he prepared to take to the skies. [i]Damn, I never even got the chance to teach the first batch how to do this.[/i] Muse thought as he ascended upward. His own shapeshifting powers had kept him alive in this crazy world for who-knows how long, but before he could teach the roleplayers he’d previously met how to imitate his abilities, that godmodding bastard in a wolf skin showed up and tore the whole realm into pieces. [i]Guess I goofed off for too long…[/i] he told himself. Things were so simple the first time around…

From his spot in the sky, Muse could see the landscape of the RP world below him. The old Guild, he remembered, was a conglomerate masterpiece of different worlds all lined up next to each other, with no clear boundaries separating one world from the next. The new Guild remained somewhat the same – except with huge tracts of dark nothingness marking the landscape like giant scars. [i]Probably best to avoid those…[/i] Muse told himself, before his ears perked as he sensed roleplayers nearby. Heart racing, he nervously prepared to gather them all again. He couldn’t afford to make the same mistakes. [i]Focus this time, Muse. Focus…[/i]

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Meanwhile, a self-proclaimed admin spun happily on his swivel-chair as the glow from his giant, holographic monitor lit-up the almost demonic grin on his face. “Let the games begin!!”