For three days without internet, it wasn't just Cheche and his mates experiencing withdrawal; practically all players felt an inexplicable sense of "emptiness" after being forced back into reality.
In Transylvania, they were warriors, heroes, village chiefs, great artisans, and respected individuals.
But in the real world, they could only stay at home, hoping for the damn pandemic to end soon, enduring the discomfort of throat swabs daily, and even any physical activity could only be done indoors.
It felt like being trapped.
But everyone was reasonable; even though life was inconvenient, they wouldn't easily complain or slander, after all, happiness has always been a matter of comparison.
