Raymond Heaton Jr

Seamus is facing life in prison without parole. While doing his time, he's given an option by the Department of Justice and the biggest virtual game maker around, Mindblown Entertainment. If he will help them test long-term immersion, he will get the chance to play the latest game from Mindblown - Alpha World. All he has to do is sign away his legal rights and sign an NDA.

Zeke and his friends have been with each other constantly since coming to Brindolla. They found the power to support themselves via potent magic that would make their wildest dreams back on Earth seem tame. All of that comes crashing down when one of War's generals manages to wound Orlow’thes, the guardian of the waters, near the Continent of Beasts. Their fight scattered Storm Company to the winds, and this place only gets weirder and wilder as time passes.

Zeke and his friends have a final few obstacles standing in their way before they can try and find a way into the Hells. Everything to this point has been an effort to rescue their buddy, Balmur. One obstacle happens to be a mythical beast that might sooner eat than help them, but no big deal...right? Beyond that, all the group needs to do is find the hidden city of the High Elves and convince them to join their cause.

Zeke and his comrades have only been in Brindolla, their new world, for a short time, but every minute has been amazing. Kicking butt and not bothering to take names, the group has been moving forward in their quest to push back War, the galactic tyrant. Then the unthinkable happens: Their friend is banished to the darkest Hells. Poof! Gone...just like that.

Chris and his friends had been hearing voices begging for help, but aren’t dreams supposed to stay dreams? When they finally answer the call, they’re pulled into a fantastic world with themes similar to modern role-playing games. The world of Brindolla. This is what every gamer has always wanted...right?

What would you do if you woke up in a strange land? What if you had no idea why? Would you fight, or would you curl up into a ball and cry? What if your fate was sealed by a booming announcement that cracked across the vast blue skies? “Greetings, welcome to The Land of The Lessermen. You have arrived in the nick of time. War looms, its dire thunderheads crowding our once glorious sky. This land needs a strong hand such as yours. A hundred must battle for victory, and at the end, there can be only one.”

Standing butt-naked in long grass and reincarnated in a game land packed full of monsters, what would you do first? A voice fills the sky and announces you as a Lord of that land—how would you feel about that?