A River Goddess (Rank 6) stood up first. Her skin was made of flowing water, and she looked terrified.
"It started three weeks ago," she said, her voice like a babbling brook. "My northern tributaries... they just stop. The water flows into a white wall of static. No sound or splash. It just... deletes."
"It is a texture error," a Golem God (Rank 8) grumbled, his voice like grinding stones. "The Admins are lazy. They will patch it eventually."
"There are no Admins!" a Wind Spirit (Rank 3) shouted. "We haven't heard from the Devs in centuries! The server is abandoned!"
Panic rippled through the Low Floor. "Abandoned?" "Are we going to crash?" "My followers are glitching into trees!"
Red watched them. He didn't know what a "Dev" was in this context, or if this was truly a server or a reality. But he knew panic was bad for business.
"Quiet," Red ordered. The amplification carried his voice over the noise.
