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It’s not seldom I revisit my MMORPG stomping grounds; I probably got further in Guild Wars, alts, legendaries, and more recently but everything came without nearly as much hardship in comparison that I remember it less.
I was late logging in, but the program was smart enough to put me with my teammates when my avatar stepped through the portal and just like that, we were in the thick of battle with the enemy! It seemed premature, but I let loose a special ability that sent out a barrage of ghost-like fireballs in a cone-shaped pattern (surely taken from one game or another over the many years) and luckily I was lined up correctly with my target for it to be effective. Immediately following our victory, I had the chance to pose my character on-screen, selecting a flying jump-kick to capture for later use. There was no voice chat during the event, but I found myself on the phone with a fellow player whom I called “Winnie”, from her pleasant demeanor an amalgam of Wing and even older client with that name, a nice lady whose boss, I won’t ever forget, suddenly passed from cancer after complaining of stomach pain; I felt lucky to be talking to her, as she occupied an administrative position in our organization and even made up a meaningless “last question, I promise” about changing my icon on the website to stay on the call, but when I thought we were done, she brought up a news story I had previously shared about a local man who, quite seriously I reminded her, killed his wife.

Tagged Final Fantasy XI, work