Well, I will take this story from when I first started playing Tibia.
Lesse, about 8 months ago. I heard about Tibia in a Crimson Blades meeting and felt like taking alook at it. My summer break had just begun so I had lots of free time. I downloaded it and installed it and all that.
Hmmm, the first thing that happened to me in Tibia was running into Orisis by the temple. Then I went to explore the town. The thing is, you could actually go explore the town without being killed. Becaus a: Protection zone and b: no pk's. So I walked around there, intrigued by this world.
One of the first "Events" was, I think, when I went out into the wild with some friends from my guild (Mina and Ehlana) what we did, was hunting bears. Which was quite an event for newbies back then.
As the Tibian day changed into night, so did the real world outside. I remember how I saw the sun go down across the sea, and as the world in Tibia opened up.... replacing the real world in a way.
We hunted bears for quite awhile, but as the night came we camped. Someone started fishing while I just stood there, feeling content. The hunt went on, from the far north to the small isle west of the city.
I almost died, here, so we camped once again. And thus, it became written into the ancient tomes that the great Piss Battle took place. I enjoyed, one hour of the old days, more than 4 months of this... this sublife we live in Tibia. Lived, rather.
Tibia has lost that magic it had, it's gone. And nomatter what we do and say, it will never return.