Xavier raised his hand slowly and said in that soft, gentle tone again, "Please... I just want to say one last thing."
The crowd leaned in. Lucas and Ethan stood frozen, mute, shaking with rage as the silence dragged them deeper into irrelevance.
Xavier turned to everyone and smiled — a smile so painfully pure it almost looked holy.
"I know Lucas and his guild reported just now... but please, don’t report them back. That wouldn’t be fair. They’re just a guild of, what, eighty? Maybe a hundred players?"
He looked around, eyes wide and innocent.
"We’re hundreds of thousands here. It wouldn’t be right if so many of us reported such a small group back, would it? I an... if we did that, their accounts might get banned. And that... would be too cruel."
And that was it.
That was all he needed to say.
Because the crowd went wild.
"NO, FUCK THAT."
"BAN THEM ALL!"
"XAVIER IS TOO PURE FOR THIS WORLD!"
"HE’S ASKING US TO FORGIVE THEM WHILE THEY BULLIED HIM? NAH, THEY GOTTA GO."
In under a minute, the server was on fire.
Thousands of players started reporting Lucas, Ethan, and every single Crimson Vow mber still breathing in-ga. A system-wide alert started pinging, and before Xavier even moved from his spot...
[Notice: The following players have been permanently banned due to mass violation reports and confird behavior review:]
[Lucas_29 | EthanFrost | CrimsonVow Guild ID #940201...]
[Account Deletion Confird.]
The mont it popped up on everyone’s screen, the plaza erupted.
People cheered, scread, clapped, so even cried. Xavier stood still, blinking slowly, trying to look surprised and heartbroken.
But inside, he was dying of laughter.
Once the chaos settled a little, he stepped forward and bowed slightly. "Thank you... really. I wasn’t expecting this. I was just asking everyone not to hate them. But... maybe this will bring change."
He sighed and dropped the last fucking nuke.
The mont it happened, the plaza erupted in wild cheers. Applause. Dancing emotes. Fireworks spells. Banners in the sky.
Xavier just stood there with that sa soft, broken smile.
"I didn’t want this," he said, as his voice echoed through the local chat and stream. "I really didn’t. I begged everyone not to do this. But... thank you. Thank you for standing up for . I won’t forget this."
The players were fully convinced.
To them, Xavier was the digital ssiah of justice and kindness.
But he wasn’t finished yet.
He turned to the crowd again and dropped the last nail in the coffin.
"I just want to say sothing before I log out," he said, clutching his chest like it actually pained him. "There are players like Lucas and Ethan everywhere. Not just in this ga... but in every VR ga. They might not bully , but they’re bullying soone."
He paused.
"So please... don’t report them in other gas. That wouldn’t be fair. Not unless they actually bullied you too."
Oliver—watching from the back—nearly choked on his drink.
’This fucker... oh my god, he’s baiting them. He’s baiting the world.’
And then, the livestream chats exploded. Every forum, every comnt section, every VR-related community across Earth and even other planets caught fire.
"WE GOTTA WIPE THOSE BITCHES FROM THE WHOLE MULTIVERSE."
"BAN THEM FROM EXISTENCE."
"Lucas and Ethan getting banned in real ti in 12 different gas now!"
"VR Studios announcing lifeti ban. LMAO they cooked!"
"He’s so humble 😭😭😭"
"I’m reporting Lucas on every damn platform now."
"We can’t let him bully anyone ever again!"
"BAN THEM IN EVERY GA! CLEANSE THE VR WORLD!"
What followed was digital genocide.
Oliver just stood next to him with his mouth slightly open.
"Bro..." he muttered. "You’re fucking insane."
Xavier leaned closer, still smiling, and whispered, "And this was just a warm-up."
One guy in the crowd yelled, "Even Nova Rush 4 banned ’em! That ga doesn’t even have a reporting system!"
Another shouted, "Their nas got blacklisted from all upcoming ga releases. That’s fuckin’ legendary!"
All night long, strears, players, and guild forums joined in on the crusade. Every ga Lucas and Ethan had ever logged into—gone. Every account? Deleted. The servers were ruthless, automated AI triggered by player consensus. They couldn’t stop it even if they begged.
And then ca the breaking news:
"VR Consortium bans Lucas and Ethan from all future VR platforms and ga titles effective imdiately. Their nas have been blacklisted across all official servers."
They weren’t just banned from one ga.
They were banned from existence in the virtual universe.
By morning, every VR ga that ever existed, and every one in developnt, blacklisted Lucas and Ethan. So companies even issued public statents:
"Following recent revelations, players Lucas and Ethan have been permanently banned from our platforms. We do not tolerate harassnt, bullying, or toxic behavior. Not in our gas. Not ever."
Digital execution. Done.
Xavier had just erased them from the virtual world. They no longer existed online. Their avatars, accounts, profiles, everything—gone.
And yet... Xavier was still smiling politely.
Because that was just the warm-up.
The real execution was about to happen in real life.
And he was going to make them beg for a respawn.
Xavier turned to Oliver and muttered under his breath, "Let’s log out."
Oliver hesitated. "...You gonna sleep?"
Xavier smiled, eyes cold. "Nah. I am going to et Requiem and you are coming with ."
"Pick up from my house, then. I will be waiting."
And just like that, the screen began to fade—pixel by pixel—as Xavier’s avatar vanished from the server.
Xavier logged out.
The darkness of the pod faded, and the soft blue lights of his room blinked on. The visor lifted, hissing slightly. He stretched his arms, a little stiff from staying logged in for hours. His body felt light. Maybe it was the high of completely destroying Lucas and Ethan.
Ping.
A ssage popped up on his wristband from Oliver.
"Bro, check this out. Shit’s insane."
There was a link. Xavier tapped it.
It opened a live stream.
The face of a popular Earth strear filled the screen — wide-eyed, sweating, looking like he was covering the end of the world.
"And boom! Just five minutes ago, it was confird — Crimson Vow is no more. Their accounts? Deleted. Every mber? Gone. And Lucas and Ethan? Bro..."
He turned to the other screen, reading out loud.
"Listen to this — ’Following recent events, all VR gaming platforms have permanently banned users Lucas and Ethan. Their ga histories, account data, and even forum access have been revoked.’"
He paused.
"But wait, that’s not even the real part."
The screen switched again — a tweet, a video, a press release — one after another.
’Galaxia Corp bans Lucas and Ethan from using their cloud services.’
’NovaLuxe cancels Ethan’s smartbed pre-order and issues public statent: "We don’t support bullies."’
’StellarFi denies future credit access for Lucas. "Our platform isn’t a playground for toxic behavior."’
’Even XenoSnax, the fucking space snack company, banned them from their loyalty program!’
’Confird: Boycott of Lucas and Ethan active in over 17 planetary networks.’
Xavier blinked.
He wasn’t even mad.
He just leaned back on the pod wall and laughed.
"Damn... all I wanted was to ruin their ga accounts," he muttered. "Didn’t expect to wipe their existence from the fucking economy too."
His smirk deepened.
"But yeah... this is better."
Because when the whole galaxy hates you, that’s when the pain really begins.
And Xavier wasn’t even close to done.
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