I did some #gameing and had two runs of the One Hour One Life MMORPG.
In one of them my mother was a queen of the village and I was the second son. My older brother was ~15 years older than I (I was one of the last kids) and he became king when she passed.
He taught me how to make stew, which is a complicated recipe in the game.
When he passed I was the last of the line and ran around with his bones telling the other villagers of his kindness. Then I died of old age.
This game is really really unique.
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