Miami, Florida…
Ultra-Lux Villa, Oceanfront, fully-staffed and with private access, Noah and his teammates relaxed in their luxurious villa just days after they cleared the Obsidian Labyrinth dungeon.
Noah sat beneath a swaying palm by the infinity pool, shirtless with sunglasses low on his nose, sipping a frozen margarita he didn't order but wasn't refusing.
He wasn't used to this; the silence, the peace, but it was starting to grow on him. Occasionally, he'd glance at the Warstar forums on his tablet, grinning at the chaos their dungeon run had caused.
Top guilds were still stuck at floor 83.
He chuckled to himself. He shouldn't feel so attached to the happenings in the game, after all, he was a pro player. And yet, after spending so many months playing in the game, leveling up from level 0 as Lord Doom, he regained his attachment to the casual side of the revolutionary video game.
