I stand above the abyss, something is down there,
And I find it incredibly interesting.
I run faster and I'm already flying,
Singing someone's song in the wind.
My life is so worthless,
I don't know how I could have lived like this.
How many have I killed? I don't even know anymore,
Will people ever be able to forgive me?
I remember being born in a scorched desert,
Kilometers away from me – only endless sand.
To find a town, you need to force yourself
To wander through the desert for an hour.
I remember walking around the world, killing monsters,
Becoming stronger and more agile.
I didn't give any new, unsuspecting person a break,
Saying, "There's a war going on, and it's very cruel."
And then – a knock at the door. Everyone to the draft office!
They're asking you to serve the Motherland.
Here we go, here we go, I'm a soldier now,
I will bring benefit to humanity.
But the two years I spent playing the game
I will never get back.
And I decided proudly among the people
To kill my character.
But having decided to do that, I won't forget:
The solution has become a problem for me,
So be it, I'll tell you and I won't hide it
After all, I'm a mage of level 200!