Overnight, players around the world were locked in "God's Domain", and everyone was reduced to level zero. The system announcement was cold and refreshing: There is only one throne, and only the god-maker can have eternal life. Top players were still grabbing hidden professions and acquiring epic weapons, but I turned around and walked into the dilapidated blacksmith shop and clicked [Blacksmithing Mastery]. They laughed at me for failing to practice, until the world BOSS came, and I hit its knee with a hammer: "I can change this data." - When the nine major guilds knelt down to beg for divine equipment, I was already forging my own divine throne.
