Nick Marius was a quiet skinny fat teen who had just graduated high school, with no real reason to go to college other than not having to deal with his parents harassment. As he got up from his bed at 8 in the morning looking around dazedly he caught his reflection in the full length mirror near his bed. Standing at exactly 5 foot 8 ( 5’8 1/2” if you ask him) and roughly 200 pounds he was a sort of skinny fat. Thin limbs and shoulders that didn’t match his protruding belly. He moved his black greasy chin length hair away from his eyes to finally see the thing that had been floating in front of him. Startled by a floating blue screen that said thank you for logging in he yelped and shuffled backwards, resulting in him tripping over his display case of a sword from an anime that he hadn’t hung up yet and bashing his head on his bed frame.

“ Fuck ow my fucking head goddammit,” Nick groaned out as he sat up,” what the hell is this thing.”

As Nick poked at the screen in front of him it shifted into a sort of outline of what was going on.

There were 5 difficulties displayed in the form of a list. Low, mid, high, terror, and instant death. Being an avid gamer playing both pc and console for 10 years now and doing almost nothing else Nick thought that it wouldn’t be fun unless he had a tough time with the game. This lead him to the decision to choose instant death.

Nick watched in awe and horror as a dark red and black 8 foot tall rift opened in the middle of his room. The edges looking like that of a broken mirror while the center looked like some sort of wound suspended in the air. He could feel immense cold coming from whatever was on the other side of the rift, it chilled his bones when that freezing air grew closer and he was sucked into the rift.