He downloaded a "debug" build from a private tracker. The file name was a string of random characters, ending in _JTAG_RGH_Only.xex . No description. No comments. Just a single green skull emoji.
The disc hadn't been inside its plastic case for years. Marco found it behind a broken fan, its surface a galaxy of micro-scratches. He didn't own an Xbox 360 anymore, not really. He owned this one. The one with the telltale pinhole scar near the power port, the one that hummed with a nervous, high-frequency whine when it booted. The JTAG/RGH console. The key to the cage. Dark Souls 2 Scholar of The First Sin -Jtag RGH-
The screen went white. When his vision returned, he was standing in the Firelink Shrine of the first Dark Souls . But it was decayed, buried under grey ash. A figure sat by the bonfire—not the Crestfallen Warrior, but a knight in armor Marco recognized. It was his own main character from Dark Souls 3 . The armor was cracked. The helmet was off. The face underneath was Marco's own, but older, eyes hollow and wet. He downloaded a "debug" build from a private tracker