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The void’s darkness receded, replaced by the sterile glow of a bedroom monitor. Avery, a green slime in a sunflower shirt, jolted awake in his base, the memory of D3rlord3’s betrayal burning fresh. *He’s not dead,* Avery vowed, slamming his laptop shut. The quest shifted from pixels to pavement. Hours bled into days as Avery navigated the city, his fluffy dreads swaying with frantic energy. Finally, apartment 303. The door resisted, then yielded to a clumsy lockpick. The stench of decay hit him like a physical blow. Inside, amidst shattered glass and expired smoothies, lay D3rlord3. The screen was cracked, the body still. Avery’s heart hammered against his ribs as he approached the slumped figure, tears pricking his eyes. "Derek...?" he whispered, the air thick with rot and desper…