Nothing quite beat the hermit life of peace and quiet and no-nonsense. The seer, as much as he hated thinking this way, understood why old men yearned for a quiet and peaceful life in some remote location away from people.
Nothing beats being away from people.
Nothing beats crushing newbies in a game with unfair and broken matchmaking systems and leaving toxic messages.
Yes, The devices were strangely connected to some network that allowed multiplayer. The seer had already given up on solving this particular mystery.
Nothing beats doing whatever the hell you want without constraints.
In this lawless jungle, the seer eats whatever, sleeps whenever Plays video games all day, or whenever and bathes whenever. Absolute utter freedom to do whatever.
And the seer, in order to do just whatever, thought that he would yet again go relax in the hot spring that he had constructed.
But no one can have no constraints forever.
