Snippet #2320713

The evil Doctor Hippocrius plummets down the side of the wondrous floating island, and hits the ground with a silent thud. You dust off your armor as you think to yourself, "Piece of cake." Seemingly out of nowhere, hordes of small, munchkin-like people swarm around you, the beings that come are always different. Once it was a race of A.I. robots, another time a group of seductive succubi came to your side. But you are the righteous hero, you don't choose who you save, you simply save everyone.

You now find yourself back at your hidden base, like nothing happened. It happens instantly and easily, a simple scene change in this unpredictable world. You toss aside your heavy armor and blade and, as it is now "conveniently" night time, you go to bed. But as you go to bed, a thought creeps into your head. "Just another day's work..." For some reason, that completely natural thought scares you.

Suddenly, the scenery melts away, and is replaced by something that completely catches you off guard. You find yourself, still in your fantastic battle attire, in a normal, boring office.