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*Edit- minor details 5/31/2018
(Spells/Special Action)
{Game}
"Thoughts"
"Speecking"
"Gods/Demons"
[Tittles]
/Messages/
You know the cliches about [The Gamer] how he/she died in some inane accident well this is kind of that but not so much. Hello I am $%^&*( and this I fuck up.
Chapter 1: What is going on here!?
First you need to know I live in ***** Arkansas US in a cozy little orphanage. I am a 16 year old highschool student enrolled at the school ROTC program. I am unusually reading manga/fanfiction, playing video games, or watching anime. I have brown hair tied in a ponytail that reaches past just my shoulders with a single light blue streak running through. I have silver eyes that people mistake for light blue. My body type is that of a jock though I don't play football.
I had woken up that day normal. Getting up to do my business and get dressed. I through on a set of black military cargo pants, a dark grey t-shirt, and black military boots.
I had two hours before I needed to go to school so I checked my email on my phone. I Was surprised by a new message from my prefered fanfic site. The message read:
/To Whom it may concern,
I extend the offer to join a new gaming system. [Gamer of of the Omnipresent] is a new type of MMORPG that we are asking you and 2,000 others to be are betas for this new game.
Would you like to play [Gamer of of the Omnipresent]:
Yes/No
From #^$^*&(^ /
Now being the stupid young teen I clicked yes. What I did not know was what I got into.
As I woke from passing out after clicking the yes option. I recognized the room as the Orzammar courtyard from Dragon Age Origins. In Front of me was the last person from Dragon Age I wanted to meet.
Flemeth just smiled and said "Well it took you long enough to come to."
Now what the fuck did I smoke?