A Challenger Approaches!

The wooden doors to your sanctum burst open, revealing... No, it can't be!

A rogue smiles at you, his black hood concealing all but his face as he raises his ebony-wood crossbow, a glowing silver arrow loaded and crackling with lightning magic.

You look at his level to no doubt see the dreaded double digit number. Is he a seventy? Eighty? Who else could wield such ridiculously powerful tools of...

A stylized '1' floats next to his name.

Oh no.

You've heard of these terrible beings before. Hackers. They use glitches and mess with the game code to make themselves incredibly powerful with zero effort on their part. But what will this one do? What unholy powers will he have granted himself?

You rush him, blade coming down in a wicked arc. You know it is useless, but you refuse to die without at least trying to slay your killer. He raises the crossbow and pulls the trigger, the bolt hammering home into your chest, just as your sword terminates its swing buried in his skull. You are surprised when he seems to die from the blow. What is going on?

The impact throws you back, the ridiculous amount of damage the bolt deals throwing you across the room. You feel your life slipping away, but the world seems to be going white, instead of black. What is this?

You finally feel your consciousness fade away, and Respawn to see...