A new fanfare

A strange fanfare goes off. It's much like the heroes fanfare, but it sounds more...regal...elegant.

Within moments someone opens the door. The title Admin appears over their head. You freeze up in fear. In this realm, the admins have absolute power. They could nerf your stats, take your equipment, reset your level, even delete you completely.

"Well, let's see what we have here. A level 5 Dark Mage. You make that fancy robe yourself huh?"

"Yes, why? Is there a problem?"

"Ah, I thought so. You see, there have been a lot of.....unexpected developments in the game recently. Now, we didn't actually code your individual thought, it just popped up on its own. Let's see here..."

He opens up some menu and scrolls through it.

"..Ah, here we go. The first recorded incident we have is the weed fiend. Now that's an interesting story. He collapsed a structure and killed a few players. Took one of them captive as a **** actually. There are other accounts as well. The tutorial boss actually possessed someone. Lots and lots of rapes. That was really unexpected. Things like this, can't happen. The players can't log out outside of town, they're stuck here, and in the case of ****? That's just wrong. You can kill players of course, that's your job, they'll respawn safe and sound. But if you feel the need to capture slaves and whatnot, don't. We wouldn't want to have to nerf you."

"Wait, why wouldn't you delete me if I did?"

"Because you're intelligent. Trust me, with all the attention from media and the government, we couldn't delete you even if we wanted too. We can't even update the game anymore for fear of losing you. We'd probably all be arrested for **** or at least manslaughter. Lots of human and animal rights groups on our backs. Let me get to the real reason I came here though, you've probably noticed the crafting table, bed, and shelf right? We put these here for you. If you have to spend all your life here, you might as well make it comfortable. Like I said, we can't update the game, so you're stuck in this room. Well, I think I've covered everything I was told to. If there aren't any more questions, I'll be going." He turns around and starts heading out of the room when you open your mouth to speak.

"Wait, one last thing!"

He turns around to face you.

"Yes, what is it?"

"What if a player had consensual sex with me? I mean, trapped in this one room, it's not like I really have many options."

"Consensual sex would be okay, we've had a few of those cases as well."

"Okay, sounds good."

As he turns and leaves you have a lot to think about. You've never thought of admins like that. They're like a step above the gods, you always thought they were harsh and vengeful like the gods are, except with more power.

Apparently you're something pretty special, not the first but probably not the last either. It seems your intelligence was an accident, and there's a lot of pressure on the admins. Something about government, is there some sort of admin king? Or God? The thought of an admin God really scares you.

You could defy him though, you really could. It looks like he can't kill you even if he found out. He could nerf you, but you've dealt with that your whole life. You could lose this whole setup, but you'd have a **** or two until then. You'd have to keep it a secret though.