The destroyer of the living

In virtuality, everything is not real. The fake orcs do not really fight with the same unreal elves, the priests of Ponaroshka impose blessings, and magicians amaze enemies with the digital illusions of combat spells. But any game is only part of something immeasurably larger, and people always remain people. They will certainly find the opportunity to benefit or cause harm, even if for someone everything will end with real losses or death, final and irrevocable.
I am John Dow, the necromancer and the guide of the dead. But this is only a game larch, just visibility, and nothing more. In fact, I am launched after the trace of the bloodhound. And what is completely bad - the interests of my employers are by no means limited by the game