"Huh?! That guy... he's the dude from the outhouse poster in the village!"
"Turns out the official promo wasn't lying—absolute legend! Damn, he really didn't die!"
This sudden turn nearly crashed the brains of tens of thousands of players watching live. Excitement exploded across the servers as hordes of players dropped everything and raced across the mountain paths from Purple Thunder Fortress—just to witness his return.
"Director! Switch to the Purple Thunder Fortress feed! Now!"
SirLagsALot suddenly shouted, startling the broadcasting team.
Everyone turned to look at him, confused. They had all been laser-focused on the battle unfolding in Riftrock City. Why was this guy scrolling his phone like it was Sunday brunch?
The director and crew were clearly annoyed. None of them had ever seen a guest commentator so blatantly steal the spotlight.
But SirLagsALot remained unfazed. He calmly pushed up his thick black-rimmed glasses—purely for aesthetics—and said:
"He's back."
