A leaf made it's desent onto the ground from it's producer, a tall, twisted tree. The grass was a light green color, slowy moving along to the movement of the wind, becoming moist from the damp weather. The sky was extremly cloudy, with the sun attempting to break through it's cover.

Mist surrounded the small village that was placed between a beautiful Sanctuary and a deadly swamp of the undead. However, the residents didn't seem to mind, continuing with their supposed jobs, with farmers gathering samples of mysterious plants, racers fixing their cars, with the occaisional bragging about said cars. Fighters praticed with fake targets, studying their strategies and attack methods, Card dealers also praticed with magical cards that came to life, battling each other with the mascots of each 'state' in their realm.

This was the village of Crossroads, in the land of Free Realms.

You may be confused.

What is Free Realms?

What is the name of the Swamp?

Where is the Sanctuary? What is the Sanctuary?

I shall tell you.

The land of Free Realms is a distant world where cards come to life, magic exists, a simple house can be owned when a child is born almost immediatly, and much more.

This land had been lost quite a while ago.

The world may seem lively, but it has been stuck in a eternal loop, with no real people doing anything, anywhere. The world was stuck forever in grey, waiting for a connection to the real world to appear. Sometimes, if the world itself tries to bear a sentient being into it's realm, that being erases with no meaning whatsoever, only appearing for a split second before disappearing forever. Sometimes this happens randomly, making a once live person appear, then disappear.

Coins once had been collected and transformed into power, giving a person random items once a collection had been complete, now they only stay suspended in midair, spinning ever so slightly.

Bosses and troublemakers just stood in their places, staying silent for as long as there's no one to speak to except each other. They can only speak what they were made to speak for default, nothing else.

The sun and moon switched places forever, with no one to gaze upon them, with no one to appreciate their lovely scenes of the night and day. Plants stayed bloomed until a farmer happened to pick them up, and turn them into cooking supplies.

Nothing was the same without the players, the Pixies and the Humans. Even some non-player characters had memories of the people that once helped them, missing their company and occasional conversasions, breaking out of character to have a discussion about it.

Even Sanctuary, the capital of the Realm, and Blackspore, the Graveyard of the Realm, happened to forever live without someone to particapate in their holiday activites, which went on without anyone doing anything but standing and waiting for people to walk by without a word.

Everything was fine until the Sunset, which erased every Player from the realm, trapping them in a distant place of no return. On that day, the Players started to disapear, and in one minute, they were gone.

Everyone waited for them to come back on the next day, but no one came. It had been empty.

Snowhill was empty,

Shrouded Glade was empty,

Seaside was empty,

Briarwood was empty,

Wugachug was empty,

Sanctuary was empty,

Blackspore was empty,

Sunstone Valley was empty,

Lakeshore was empty,

Everywhere, there was no one.

It had been this way for a while, until one fateful day,

When a player had appeared, and did not disapear.

She had stayed, taking in the sight of the village before her, where she was welcomed with the mascot of Free Realms, a small Orange colored flying squirrel with a spiky, blue mohawk running from his head to his large, fluffy tail, with the name of Chatty. He was beaming with excitement, slightly shaking. He opened his mouth and with the loudest voice he could manage, he yelled,

"WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK TIFFANY EARTHCHAMPION!"

And the world suddenly light up, everyone turning to the player that had entered the world, smiling and starting to laugh and cheer with glee as even more players started to 'Log in'.

"WELCOME, WELCOME BACK TO YOU ALL!

WELCOME BACK TO THE LAND OF FREE REALMS, A PLACE WHERE YOU RULE THE WORLD!

LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT WE HAVE BEEN WAITING TO SHOW YOU ALL!"

The adventure began as the players logged in from around the world, making an uproar of happiness and joy as they entered the world.

Not knowing that as they logged in, the monsters and the bosses, the troublemakers and the gangs of beasts, heard their uproar, and began to wake up with the intent of starting a battle, and with the intent of ending the newly spawned players. They started to head to the areas with the most players, and nearly tore everything that stood in their path.

Wolves and animals with hostile thoughts, evil bikers and huge constructions made of Gloam energy, and many other hostile creatures who finally had the chance to battle once again.

Of course, as some of you may know, this is normal in the land of Free Realms,

this is what happens daily.

So if you will, follow the adventures of the Realms, and the players within,

The Pixies, the Humans, the Fairies, everyone.

I can assure you, you will be entertained.