It read: (Current: 0.0% | Max: 100.0%)
He hit N. He ran past them.
The final room. Dark Falz wasn’t a boss anymore. It was a swirling mass of corrupted code—player logs, deleted characters, forgotten server backups, angry forum posts about drop rates. And at its center, a single line of text: Hipopo S Psobb Trainer Ver 1 0 2
The Last Run of Hipopo S
“Please. Just one more run. No one joins my games anymore.” It read: (Current: 0
He laughed. It felt like godhood.
A level 1 Rag Rappie appeared. Hipopo S didn’t raise his rifle. He just looked at it. The Rappie’s HP bar appeared: . Then it froze, tipped over, and exploded into a shower of red boxes. Not one or two. Thirty-seven red boxes. A Perfect/Resist, a Red Handgun, two Photon Drops, and a Mag cell Kaelen had never seen before. Dark Falz wasn’t a boss anymore
Kaelen selected him.