Greg logged out of the game. He had been a bit aggressive—too aggressive, actually—while playing Apocalypse. He only ever logged out when forced by the system.
After freshening up, he headed straight to the living room to watch a movie or something to take his mind off things. He was still wanted by the world; Kyle had every world leader in the palm of his hand.
Greg wasn't scared, though. But he rarely left the hidden safehouse—not because of fear for himself, but because of the others: Dual Blade, Odin, Shadow, and Gold Goblin. He was nearly unkillable now, but they weren't. They wouldn't survive even the lightest of attacks.
"You finally logged out. I prepared a meal for everyone," Kate said to Greg, having been the last to log out of the game.
"Yeah, thanks for preparing the meal once more," Greg replied, expressing his gratitude.
With the group bundled together, cooking had become a shared responsibility—though only Greg and Kate were actually capable of doing it properly.
