Hyde strolled along, thinking about the quest he'd just accepted. He wasn't sure what he'd done. Had he gone too far accepting it? Was it going to be too hard? Was he going to have to find help? All relevant questions. All of which, plus many more, were floating around his mind, unsure of which to decide on. The NPC that handed out the quest was spooky enough, let alone the quest itself. A player or NPC that could change it's status for whoever long it wanted.  And it had ties to the Black King. Who knows how the quest would end? Hyde's continuous killings? Or, perhaps, he might actually pull it off and kill the NPC.

As he approached the entrance to the Black Guild City, he felt a strange aura. Was it just nerves? Was he about to be attacked? He wrote it off as just nerves and entered. Hyde grit his teeth and carried on deep into the city. So far, nothing was out of the ordinary. It looked like any of the other cities he'd been to. Except the others weren't ran by a psycho that had a particularly violent reputation among the players of Deep Ground Online. Was the Black King actually the status-changing-NPC that he'd been sent after? Hyde didn't know what he'd do if he ended up squaring off to the Black King and his guild.

Hyde didn't know where to start, either. He had no solid leads, and the only one he did have lead straight to the Black King. And something told Hyde he wouldn't get an audience with him easily. Or at all. He decided that he would just keep quiet, and see what he could soak up on the streets. Though he doubted that his target would just show up out of the blue, or he would miraculously get information from some random source on the street. Hyde found a single bench and sat upon it, alone with his thoughts. There was nobody around, so he could think clearly about what he could do and what plans he could formulate on the spot.