Justin awoke with a throbbing headache. As he came to he took a look at his surroundings. He appeared to be in a stark white room, the only furniture being two tables and a chair. Upon noting the chair a man appeared out of nowhere. Perhaps appeared isn't the best way to describe it. He turned his head in one direction, and when he turned it back, the man was there. It was at this moment the man spoke.

The man introduced himself as Mr. Mister, Mister for short. The man was indescribable, to try and put his appearance into words would be like describing a videogame to someone from the 14th century, hard and above this lowly author's pay grade. Mister asked Justin to have a seat, and this is where our story truly begins.

I was tired, confused, and feeling a bit hungover. Mister asked me to have a seat and it's a good thing he did because the vertigo I was feeling was likely to knock me off my feet regardless. Mister, I said, where the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you? And, last but not least. What the fuck is going on?

Mister responded, with a bit of a grin. Obviously he was hoping I would be a bit more polite, but beggars can't be choosers damn it. Mister spoke to me in a calm melodic voice and told me I was dead. He then went on to explain that all my wildest dreams will be coming true. I'll be allowed to travel to a world where there are levels and status screens, and all the generic rpg tropes I could handle.

I was overjoyed, life is boring, fantasy is where it's at! He told me that he would be dropping me off in a random "rpg" world and that I would have to fend for myself. He would give me only the most basic of items, storage bag, clothes, basic rpg stuff. And that I would be allowed to choose one bonus trait, as a bonus. I, having played many games asked him the most important question before choosing. IS THERE A LEVEL CAP?!? He told me no, there is no cap to how strong I can become. This is where the fun begins!