Then, the loneliness hit.
He was standing in Elim Village. The sun was a golden orb over the thatched roofs. A Level 1 Vagrant with a floppy hat and a wooden sword. But he wasn't alone. No other players existed, of course. But the NPCs were there. Patti the Merchant. The sighing Save Point. The little Blue Mares trotted in their pens, oblivious to the fact that their universe had just been resurrected by a single man in a basement. seal online server files
He spawned a second character on another window. He parked it next to his main. Two avatars, standing in silence. He tried to trade with himself. He tried to form a party. He typed /party chat Hello? into the void. Then, the loneliness hit
He minimized the server windows. Instead of playing, he opened a new text file. He started typing a forum post. A Level 1 Vagrant with a floppy hat and a wooden sword
But links are never truly dead. They just go into hibernation.