Once upon a time there was a hard-working mage named Sheffield.
He was betrayed by the motherland he swore allegiance to during his lifetime. After his death, his body was made into a staff. Sadly, as the staff continued to change hands, the owner changed one after another, and his soul was still sealed in the staff!
So the lonely, empty and cold mage became irritable, and this irritation sent the current owner of the staff to the west. Just when the mage was about to pack up his belongings and go to the land of the dead, there was another problem with the teleportation array...
The scenery in front of him was distorted. After the space was shaken, the mage finally recovered from the dizziness. At this time, he found that there were a few more words on his head that were shining with an ominous green light.
Player Name: Sheffield Britton
Level: 97
Race: undead
Mission:? ?
Sheffield: Damn it, can't you just let me die cleanly? !
Author's statement: This is the story of a heaven-defying mage who is trying hard to clear the game. In the process, he keeps pushing others hard, and is forced back by others...
This is my first time writing a comprehensive comic. This article will definitely not be a scam. I will try my best not to be too immodest and write out the character of the protagonist in my mind. The final ending must be HE, and the rest of the endings are just extras, not real, so don't take it too seriously.
By the way, although this article is updated a bit slowly, it doesn't make it into V, so please feel free to follow it... For the sake of not being V, just leave a comment, dear =w=