$NXPC Brothers, I've run from MapleStory. All good things must come to an end. This feast has reached its final moment; the delicacies have long been consumed, only leftovers remain, and the scene is a mess. The wise have already eaten their fill and quietly left, while you, slow to realize, still refuse to leave. You clatter your chopsticks against the bowl, fantasizing and hoping for another delicious and lavish main course, only to ultimately face the hefty bill for this feast. Someone always has to pay for the feast, and this time it's you.