Let me tell you.

ABOUT A6S.

so you got through A5S and you think you're hot stuff. that fight had a few weird mechanics, there were some gimmicky things that wiped you like being in the tesla coil for a tick too long or the puddles vanishing quicker than you thought they would or poison RNG with the snakes because your trigger-happy tank blew his stun too fast, but nothing impossible to deal with

"A2S was laughable in mechanics," you think to yourself. you laugh to your raid team about how easy A6 was on normal mode. this is surely going to be more of the same.
you step into the instance, and blaster places two landmines under your feet. it's over.

what happened? you don't even know. the white mage is hitting the scholar over the head with his weapon for 200 autoattack damage per hit. you aren't sure if this is due to the confusion debuff or not.

the dragoon elusive jumps into a landmine. it's over again.

the black mage aetherial manipulations across the field and blows up all of them.

it's over.

arrested destiny, alone in a trance. you muted the music weeks ago, but you still hear it. no escaping from this waking dream, no hope of advance.

you get to brawler.

the monk keeps clipping everyone with double drill. does this ability have a proper name? you don't know. but your tanks are stunned. the ninja is stunned.

blaster comes back from the dead and blows you up with a landmine.

the white mage is still beating the scholar over the head. this might be why your tank didn't get a shield for the tankbuster.
you get the boss to 0%. surely now you're free.

you're never free.

blaster puts himself in a super invulnerable fuck you shield and makes you play fucking hungry hungry hippos with a bunch of explodey orbs

the monk clipped you with double drill. how? you weren't even near him. wasn't the scholar supposed to be taking it, anyway?

he's being beaten over the head by the white mage. never mind.

the paladin is stunlocking the orb. she's still there to this day. grumbling about shield bash's TP reduction being all that they got in 3.1 to "buff" paladin.

"i need goad," says the paladin.

"why?" the ninja asks, having been about to give it to the monk who died to single drill again on account of popping blood for blood again at that part.

"so i can shove my shield up yoshi-p's ass," says the paladin.

she gets goad.

the white mage's beating of the scholar has ceased because the white mage got clipped by the chakram's square hitbox.

and is now paralyzed.

out of the corner of your eye, you see a landmine from blaster.

swindler will be easy. his name is funny. you're in bay 69. haha, that's the sex number.

convenient, because now yoshi-p is going to fuck with you.

you learn that your raid team didn't pass basic addition in first grade. three orbs means three people. not four. the black mage says something about enochian being an excuse for not moving out. you thought it was pronounced differently. you're so distracted by this that height kills you.

the adds appear. it turns out your paladin used hallowed ground to deal with blaster's errant landmines and didn't mention this until now.

the adds swarm you. as you die, you do not make a sound except for a strangled, "it's pronounced 'ehn-o-kee-an'. the black mage aetherially manipulates towards your corpse so the adds will kill you again.
vortexer.

you have two minutes to kill him. you know this because you've synced an entire playlist to A6S to see how close you are to the enrage timer. the raid leader is going over assignments for the elemental debuffs again. the clock is ticking down. even though you have other music playing, you still hear locus.

falling back right into the system. who'll see you falling back to the end. when falling back is better than simply falling to pieces again.
there's a minute left.

"okay," says the raid leader. "let's give this a shot."

the elemental jammer and positions for other mechanics macro is fired into chat like fifty times. you don't see it because your ninja has decided to post a macro of an ASCII dog pissing on a cat labeled as 'YOUR RAID TEAM'

someone got clipped by the water tornado again. you're not sure who, because the combat log in this game is actually useless, and no one wants to take the blame for wasting ten minutes of fighting the guardians of hell only to wipe on something so stupid.

directly through this bleak machine with all of the rest.

your eyes widen. that's it. that's the answer.

DC! dying, dying electricity.

You have been disconnected from Final Fantasy XIV.

finally. you're free.

you are killed by a landmine from blaster.

at least hell can't be worse than A6S on progression night.