After having spent the last couple years trailing around the mountains of the North-East, Garsot figured it was time to integrate himself into civilization for a little bit of human interaction. Being around the critters and creatures of the wild was great, but he oddly missed the presence of the humans he had grown up around. Gathering up some fresh water from a nearby river and wild berries that were growing on some trees, he peered around to catch a final glimpse of the beauty of his natural surroundings. "I imagine being back around civilization is going to be quite a culture shock." And he was right.<br/><br/>A few days walking had brought him to the closest town, his hometown to be exact, and was it ever a culture shock for him; houses, streets, lights, sidewalks, cars, tall buildings...it was enough to overwhelm him. "I'd only spent a few months away from all this, yet it all seems so new, so strange." He could not help but get lost in the architecture and the now strange customs of this world. Living in the wild. there was very little structure, rules, or anything that was considered a norm in a civilized society. "I wonder what sort of trouble I can get into." It didn't take longer than that night for him to find out.<br/><br/>When it got dark, Garsot felt the need to have a couple drinks in order to help him adjust to being back in this setting. Being in the mountains, he was accustomed to making his own ale which was much stronger than the stuff they were serving at the bar he found his way into, allowing him to run up a pretty hefty tab. Another thing about being in the mountains...no money. So when it came time for him to pay up, Garsot was left without anything to hand over and ended up running out of the bar. As he left, the bartender had called the police, and being such a small town, they were on the scene almost immediately, causing Garsot to dodge them for the next hour or so.<br/><br/>He eventually made his way to the apartment complex that he had grown up in, which was not shut down. Deciding it would be best to hide inside for now, he climbed to one of the lower balconies and picked one of the locks. Once inside, he decided he would make a small fire in order for him to see. Grabbing two sticks from outside and ripping a slim piece of cloth from his shirt, he was able to get a fire going which provided decent lighting in the apartment room. Curiosity getting the best of him, he decided he would take a look around the building to see what sort of stuff was laying around.<br/><br/>After searching the whole building, he had found little that interested him. Until, that is, he made his way into the mail room on the first floor. When he got inside he found that a lot of mail had been left over, which was odd to him as he would think that a person's mail would be something they would be sure to take with them. He was able to find an eviction notice that was addressed to the apartment owners, which gave him an explanation as to why the mail was still here. Apparently the building was to be condemned and those living in it had to leave immediately. "Still, they could have at least let them grab their mail. Maybe it was considered hazardous." He chuckled to himself at the thought and threw down the paper as he walked through the room and stumbled over a somewhat large box.<br/><br/>"What the hell?" he said out loud, having to catch himself before falling over. Looking at the box, he saw that there was no address or addressee on it. "Hmm, no address information, no sender information. Just a box." Open it, his mind thought and so he did. Inside, he found a letter and what looked to be two small blue spheres. Picking up one of the spheres his face had the look of awe, "What in the world?" After examining it for a few minutes he picked up the letter and read its contents. "Game? Hackers? Beta Test?" The letter did not help his confusion at all, but now tugged at his curiosity. "How does crushing this little blue sphere get me access to a game?" He asked inquisitively of the letter, knowing a response was unlikely to come. "This must have been some sort of prank being pulled on the mail room staff. Kinda lame, if you ask me. Woulda just been funnier with smoke bombs or something." Not taking it seriously, Garsot crushes the sphere.<br/><br/>In an instant, the world around him suddenly appeared to shatter like glass as he now found himself inside a room shaped like a tube. "What the **** is going on?" He yelled as he found himself in a completely bizarre situation. "Did someone drug my drinks at the bar," Garsot thought out loud as being the only explanation for the sudden appearance of these hallucinations.<br/><br/>A voice came out of nowhere, “Welcome to the Arcomovani Islands." Then the voice went on to explain the situation.<br/><br/>"That...that's impossible." Garsot was dumbfounded at the idea of this being a game and him being transported by a small blue sphere. "No this is definitely an hallucination."<br/><br/>"Negative." The voice retorted. "You will now be assigned your character."<br/><br/>"Character?"<br/><br/>An image came up on a large screen in front of him, depicting a character that he recognized.<br/><br/>"Julian, from Little Fighter? Now I know this is an hallucination and all, but why would my conscience choose that to be my character?"<br/><br/>The voice spoke up once more, "This character was chosen, out of an almost infinite catalog of characters, as the one that suits your style of game play the best, according to information gathered on you."<br/><br/>"Information gathered on me?" Garsot was reluctant to keep speaking with what he knew to be his inner voice playing tricks on him but knew the only way to get past this hallucination was to work his way out of it. "Just how much information on me do you have?"<br/><br/>"Just enough." The voice said, leaving an eery feeling in the pit of Garsot's stomach. "You will now be transported to the area of play. Good luck, and enjoy the game."<br/><br/>Before Garsot could ask any more questions he found himself again transported to another surrounding, this time finding himself in the middle of an open field of tall grass, trees, and some mountains far away in the background, an almost ideal setting for him aside from the fact that it was all imaginary. "Well, I guess as far as hallucinations go, this one isn't too bad so far." He looked around and noticed a small pond a few feet away from him. He felt himself getting thirsty, which made him feel strange, "Ok, I am thirsty inside a dream...." Walking up to the pond to get a drink he catches a glimpse of his reflection in the water and yells as he sees the face of Julian staring back at him. "Ok, this hallucination can end now."