Discord, as he's calling himself now, made me write this nonsense because he says that some group of "other-worldly scholars" will view this story one day and learn something from it.

I call shenanigans.

But since he's damn persistent, I'm going to just get it over with.

My name is Nathaniel and for the last couple of years I have been forced to live the lives of various heroes from video games (usually grim or depressing ones) due to a wish I was granted by "Discord". Now he tells me it's up to us to save 'Equinenox'(?) or some such place from his brother, "Evolution" by being the next Samuel Adams, minus the beer thing.

Personally, I think he's just yanking my chain again but it's not like I have anything better to do at this point.

(I am curious to meet this chick he keeps going on about named Sunbutt though. I sense some unresolved sexual tension there.)

Authors Note: This story contains spoilers for the endings of several games, including Persona 3 and 4, Wild Arms 5, Bioshock 2, Deus Ex: Human Revolution, and the God of War series. Read at your own risk, drink responsibly, and always use protection...like SPF 50 or something.