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Now, he wanted to see what was under it.

The ogre dissolved into a cloud of silver dust. The dust coalesced into a new item: . The description read: Soul of one who quit here, forever. Use to acquire 0 souls and a single memory.

His character—a Deprived he'd named "Truth"—spawned not in Things Betwixt, but in the very first cell of the game. The one with the dead ogre. But the ogre wasn't dead. It was kneeling, its face pressed against the bars, weeping soundlessly. A prompt appeared: "Offer a Fragment of Self to the Forgotten?" [Y/N] Marco, his throat dry, selected [Y]. Dark Souls 2 Scholar of The First Sin -Jtag RGH-

The game didn't give Marco a chance to fight. His character's health bar simply appeared, already empty. The knight lunged.

When the game booted, the title screen was wrong. The usual melancholic piano was gone. Instead, there was a low, sub-bass thrum, like a cathedral bell struck underwater. The fire wasn't orange. It was black, with a thin corona of sickly ultraviolet. The subtitle "Scholar of the First Sin" had been scratched out, and underneath, in a jagged, hand-drawn font, it read: Now, he wanted to see what was under it

The knight drew a broken straight sword.

Marco tried to move his controller. His character was frozen. The description read: Soul of one who quit here, forever

The screen went black. The Xbox 360's hum spiked into a shriek, then cut off. The power brick LED blinked from orange to red to off.

"You keep coming back," the knight said, his voice Marco's own, but warped. "But you never stay. You finish. You find the 'truth.' And then you delete the save. You mod. You break the world to find a new feeling. Do you think the worlds don't feel it? The jagged tear when you force a debug menu? The scream of a texture you've displaced?"