"Sherlock!"

Jhon rushed into the room with his laptop in hand. Sherlock was on the couch as usual with his hands under his chin. He spoke with a deep, slightly annoyed tone.

"Jhon, If you're getting that excited over your new desktop I-" Jhon cut in.

"No, it's not anything like that. Its this amazing new game!" Jhon looked a Sherlocks face expecting some sign of an emotion, but none came. As usual Sherlock dismissed Jhon, and he went out the door. No case to be done, and he had wanted a quiet evening.

A game hmm... Why would Jhon be excited over a game...? He showed no signs of it being some kind of joke. Why would he want to play it, let alone me?

Being curious and wondering what was so Interesting, He opened Jhon's laptop.

"Mabinogi? 'Start Game'" He said in a less than amused tone. This is one of those dumb RPG Online games with guys posing as girls to get girls. No wonder jhon liked it so much.

Sherlock was about to log off, but something came up on the screen. 'Fantasy Life Loading, Downloading Player' Sherlock Opened his Eyes.

Where am I? Who is that? Hmm... He had already begun Deducting Deep Azure Eyes, no puffyness... she obviously gets plenty of sleep... her hair is far too white to be a natural color, and her Skin too pale... Although I am one to talk, It looks like she doesn't get much sun. Her dress is simple yet elegant. She Spoke.

"Hello there, You are Sherlock, right?"

"Yes, and you are?"

"My name is Nao. It is my duty to lead pure souls like yours to the land of Erinn."

Pure souls... like mine?

She continued, "You must be disoriented from your trip through the soul stream. Is there anything I can help you understand? If there is anything you'd like to know, now would be the time to ask."

"Yes, Where am I? Everything here is so pristene I cannot figure it out. Wait... Did I get assasinated? Many people want to kill me."

She giggled a bit then answered, "You're in the Soul Stream. Whenever a soul from another world wishes to enter Erinn, they must pass through here first. We call those who come from other worlds 'Milletians'. Soon, Milletian, I will send you it Erinn to begin your adventures." Sherlock looked at her.

"I did not wish to come here, I was looking at Jhons laptop." She spoke again, interrupting Sherlock to his distaste.

"You mean the Watsonator?" Sherlock laughed. The Watsonator? I knew he was using RPG games to make himself think he is cool, but I did not think him to pick such a name as that.

"I suppose." He Replied. "That is all I would like to know."

Nao smiled and said, "You're ready to journey into the world Sherlock."

"Good" He replied.

"But before you start your adventure, you must choose a talent. Don't worry, you can change your talent as many times as you want, without losing any past skills."

Sherlock thought about it. I am already quite skilled in martial arts... and in shooting guns...

"You've selected Close Combat as your active talent. Look for Cheif Duncan when you arrive in Tir Chonaill."

"Duncan, alright." He said.

"Good Luck on your adventure, The World is waiting on you to make your mark."