One day, someone had the idea to create the ultimate Massive muilti-player Online Role Playing Game. An MMORPG for short. When the person did, it got such a response. Huge amounts of kids signed on each day. Then, out of nowhere, it disappeared. To say the least, we kids were devastated. Search as hard as we tried, we couldn't find it. Actually, it seemed the MMORPG, Anrchland, had disappeared off the face of the internet. Some real nerds found out that every mention of Anrchland had disappeared also.
Finally, when we all forgot about Anrchland, we got an e-mail titled Warrior of Anrchland. Naturally we opened them. It said that in order to return to Anrchland we had to say the words Du verangr gata and we would be there. It was amazing. We were actually there! In a different world! In the greatest place ever! We couldn't speak about it, else it once again disappear again, this time for good. There were guardians to make sure that nothing happened.
But for some reason one player escaped our attention. His name in the game was Galbatorix. He was the ultimate player, unbeatable. Bad things started happening, really bad things and we had to do something about it. We learned of a prophecy that foretold the wolf princess would lead an army along side a dragon rider and a warrior skilled beyond his knowledge.
I am that princess.