EgoPlex

Sitting at his desk doing his best to be a good office worker, Hal was struck speechless when a cerulean box popped up in front of his computer screen. 

'What's this? Is my computer acting up?'

Calmly Hal paused, read the prompt more carefully.

[Your planet has been chosen! A higher plane will be seeded with the remains of your planet after it is destroyed. As you meet the minimum standard of health you can choose between becoming a Lord or a servant. Choose wisely!]

As he read the words on the screen a sickening feeling of dread started in his belly and moved slowly upward putting pressure on his heart. Hal wasn't the most athletic of individuals and now regretted all the snacks he had been eating lately. 

Moving his head to look over to his friend's cube his dread increase as the cerulean text box followed his line of sight. Transparent it block most of his view, only allowing a few details come through from behind. People all over the office were freaking out either becoming hysterical or going catatonic as they just stared at their screens.

[You have 30 seconds to choose: Lord or servant. If a selection is not made your choice will be made for you.]

[Survivability:

Lord: .01%

Servant: 30%]

[26 secs]

Below the selection screen a timer was counting down in place. 

Sweat popped out on Hal forehead.

'The obvious choice seemed to be Lord at first, but now that I can see that only one in ten thousand lords survive, ... . I just don't know ...'

[19 secs]

'What do I do? ...'

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