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The night elf huntress whose ID name is Kelly Dark did not immediately reply to those who asked about her recent situation.

Those who sent him private messages did not respond.

He just paused for a moment and said.

I am Dak's father. Thank you all for your help and concern for Dak during this period. He was very happy during the last period of his life. I have never seen him so happy. Thank you all. .”

After the ID of Kelly Dark sent this message, the guild discussion forum that was still having a heated discussion fell silent for an instant, and a reality that they didn't want to think about suddenly emerged in their hearts. Something I deliberately didn’t mention for a while.

Yes, Dak passed away last night. He entrusted me to say goodbye to everyone, saying that he liked you very much and he was very reluctant to leave his friends in the game...

This matter spread quickly within the server.

Without a single afternoon, many people in the alliance knew that the night elf huntress Kelly Dark, who loved helping others, passed away due to illness. His father logged into his account and went to his guild channel to thank Dark. A friend then said that this account will probably never be online, and the people from Dak's guild plan to hold a funeral for Dak in Stormwind City for his game character.

Many players in the server said that they also wanted to attend the funeral at night.

The news spread quickly.

On the official forum of Mars Entertainment, someone also opened a post about this matter. There were many people who liked the post, and many of them even worked on the same server. They also said that they had received help from Dake.

The more people who reply, the more upvotes will naturally follow.

Many people also became interested in Dak, and they all said that they would also go to Dak's server to attend the funeral at night.

Maybe it's because Karazhan hasn't opened yet, so except for those who are still insisting on opening up Naxxramas, most people are quite leisurely. This post quickly received hundreds of replies on the forum. Jester accidentally saw this post when he was browsing the forum. When he saw the name Kelly Dark, his mind also A memory emerged.

He knew this Kelly Dark.

He is a celebrity in the game WOW. It’s not that he made much contribution to this game, but that he was a player who truly loved this game. He passed away due to illness. After his death, his server friends collectively paid tribute to him. There was a funeral in Stormwind. Almost the entire server came to attend, even following American custom.

A twenty-one-gun salute was fired for him.

This incident had a huge impact on the entire WOW player circle, and countless people shed tears for his deeds.

It even affected Blizzard. In order to commemorate this player, Blizzard added an NPC to Shattrath in The Burning Crusade, which is Kelly Dark's offline night elf huntress with a frost spear. image of.

This image is also called the hunter who never goes offline by many players.

There is also a task that is specially added for this player, which is to let the player find this NPC named Kelly Dark.

It touched some people very much.

Jester knew about this, he had also done this task, even. He can still recite a commemorative poem written by Blizzard specifically for him. The poem was imitated, but the writing was really tasteful.

Soon, some of Dak’s friends also responded to this post.

Also added is Duck's own little poem.

A very sad poem.

Jester thought about it for a long time. He felt that Blizzard had done a good job in this regard. It was very user-friendly and everything was player-centered.

Therefore, he also responded to this post.

I'm sorry to see such a post. I'm very sad. I feel sad that such a player has left us forever. I have a lot to say to all the players now, but I can't say it. I I thought of a lot. I know that in the world of WOW, there are many players like Kelly Dark who love this game, love his friends, love life, and love everything around him.

I thought of a poem. The name of the poem is Into a Thousand Winds.

This poem is very famous. Many people may have survived it, but they may not know the story behind it.

The author of this poem is Mary Elizabeth Fry. She wrote this poem in 1932 to a German Jewish woman named Margaret Schwarzkopf. Frye, who had never written any poetry, was inspired to write this poem by a Jewish woman who lived in Frye's Baltimore home.

The situation at the time was that Margaret Schwarzkopf was worried about her sick mother in Germany, but she was warned not to return to Germany because of the strong anti-Semitic atmosphere there. When her mother died, she was heartbroken Devastated, she told Frye that she didn't even have the chance to 'stand at her mother's grave and cry.' So Frye composed a poem on a paper shopping bag.

She later said the words 'came out naturally' and expressed her feelings about life and death. The poem was only circulated privately and was never published. In 1995, a British soldier responded to a bomb attack in Northern Ireland He died in the battle. This poem was among his belongings. His father read this poem on a BBC radio program and it received widespread response. This poem was used at funerals abroad or as memorials to commemorate the war. It was often recited at meetings.”

Please don't stand at my grave and cry, I'm not there, I didn't sleep.

I am the wind that has been blown up a thousand times.

A diamond shining on the snow.

I am the light that shines on the golden wheat.

It's the gentle rain of autumn.

When you wake up to the silence of the morning.

I am the bird that rises in the sky and flies quietly.

They are the gentle twinkling stars of the night.

Please don't stand at my grave and cry.

I'm not there, I'm not dead.

I thought of this very famous poem, and I suddenly felt inspired. Just like Frye, I wrote the following poem specifically for Duck, and, I Another idea is that I want to add a separate mission for Dark's character in subsequent versions of WOW, and make his night elf huntress named Kelly never go offline.

Here's the poem.

Don't cry at my tombstone, I'm not there, I didn't sleep forever.

I am the biting cold wind blowing across the snowfields of Northrend.

I am the gentle spring rain that nourishes the wheat fields in the western wilderness.

I am the quiet dawn, permeating the forests of Stranglethorn Valley.

I am the mighty drumbeat, flying over the clouds of Nagrand.

I am the warm stars that adorn the nights of Darnassus.

I am a singing bird, remaining in the beautiful world.

Don't cry in front of my tombstone, I'm not there, I never slept... (~^~)