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The last elder dragon has been revealed! John Smith with his champion Evon Gnashblade, he will emerge from the shadows, the black lion company, his puppet all along. For years he fiddled with the hidden drop rates, tugging at the invisible strings allowing players to grow strong enough to kill his counterparts. One by one, his dragon kin fall, and slowly, almost unnoticeably, the economy slumps into nothingness. Rich players once roamed free, easily buying new skins to become even more fashionable. "FOOLS!" John roars "Such futile and worthless waste".
As they widdle away at the other dragons, soon money is hard to come by. The drops slowly vanish. Dungeon loot gets nerfed again, then fractals. One day all of tyria notices the inflation. There is nothing to sell, no money to be made. Soon, it is almost impossible to be even able to repair your armor.
That's when he will strike. That's when the world is weak.
"Crippled by its vanity, it shall fall" sneers John Smith from his lair.