I can suddenly see through to the alley behind the guild. A stray dog walks through where the latrine used to be. He looks confused. So do I. “Now deleting: Gravity on the second floor.” A crash. Our only F-rank adventurer, a man named Grunt who is somehow dumber than a sack of hammers, falls up through the ceiling. He floats past me, eating a hard-boiled egg.
And today? The ancient, cobwebbed Request Board finally gave up. Receptionist at the Bottom Tier Guild Free Down...
I’ve interpreted the "Free Down..." as either a server crash, a system shutdown, or a literal falling building. This piece blends with corporate horror . Receptionist at the Bottom Tier Guild: Free Download Complete System Notification: [The guild’s magical server crystal is overheating. Again.] I can suddenly see through to the alley behind the guild