FortuneCraft in Apocalypse

Alone

Being alone in the game was terrible, and Leo was alone. He’d been drunk the last time he was Draven, and for the better part of the game he’d been depressed. It first started when he realized he was alone. He spoke to the air and the seas around him, hoping for a snarky remark from them. At least if Draven was here, he’d have something to say. She guy always had, always had one something to talk about. The key problem now was that he couldn’t wait for him, as much as he wanted to.

He needed to move on and continue the game; that’s just how it is. Occasionally, he wondered if Draven was still in the real world and if he would ever come back. The time difference was so not the same, but Leo knew that his friend had spent way too much time outside. He wondered at one time if he was going to remain there forever or not.

He chewed on his juicy fish as he walked down the paved road. If he was here with Draven, they would have at least taken a rest and probably a bath. Leo hadn’t had a b