Sev sat sulkily as he watched the picture take place, watched as other players logged off, watched the laughter die away like a flame snuffed out. It was all melancholy. He sighed and got up, he didn't want to spend his final second inside, but rather outside where he could gaze upon the stars and YGGDRASIL once more. As Grey left the room, so to did Sev, and he found himself wondering to the entrance slowly. Not yet ready for the game to end, for he knew once he stepped outside it would be the last time he saw it in person. 

The hallway felt long, and ever growing as he walked. The clock ticked ever on, just ten seconds to go till it was over.

At ten seconds, he took a step towards the door.

Nine. Another step.

Eight. Another Step.

Seven. He reached the door.

Six. He grasped the door handle.

Five. The door began to open.

Four. The door was halfway open.

Three. The door was open.

Two. He took a step though the door.

One. 

Negative One. [i]Wait, what?[/i]

Sev paused, the game wasn't over? He tried in vain to pull up his screen but no prompts came.

[color=crimson]"What-"[/color] He began, but stopped as the voice that he heard was not his own. It was wispy and all [i]wrong[/i]. [color=crimson]"The fuck?"[/color] What happened to his voice, he wasn't supposed to sound like a REAPER. He began to panic and clutched at his head, and he [i]felt[/i] his body, his shadowy head. He almost screamed, but quickly as it came, something washed over him and negated his emotions. He felt... repressed? Was that the word for it? He still felt, but it wasn't as strong as being [i]human.[/i]

[color=crimson]"Oh GOD. I'm in the fucking game. But-but, how?"[/color] He felt panicky again, but once again his emotions got repressed by something. Now that was odd, but where was he then? He turned around and low and behold the The De Ordine Imperii was still there, but in front of him...? He turned his head to gaze outside at... unfamiliarity. He backed away slowly, retreating into the depths of the guildhall. This was all wrong, how was he in the game?

Quickly he spun and rushed towards the room from whence he came. He felt, faster somehow, stronger and lithe. He could feel his body, and his mind, so he was still alive he guessed. When he reached the dining room or whatever it was called, Sev couldn't remember, he looked at the others who had remained. A paltry few, but they were still there, maybe?

He called out to them in a voice that did not portray his original, [color=crimson]"What the fuck is going on guys?"[/color]