
The one wherein the protagonist realizes he has no idea what he is doing.
I think many of us think given the right circumstances we can be the badass hero, avenge the wrongs, fight for justice, etc... Nope, the universe has just screwed me in a new and interesting way and I'm mostly looking for a good meal and a beer.
I've escaped that grey hellhole pocket dimension I was stuck in by killing the old goat, but evidently that did not win me any points, and I've made a name for myself. All I want is a good meal and a place to sleep and maybe figure out how to get my ass back home, but I'm making it up as I go along. I'm too old for this crap and I'm not interested in adventure but I've been sucked into this particular technicolor deathworld and I'm going to try to make the best of it, probably using violence, lots and lots of violence.
An HIE, God have mercy on our souls.
5079 words: Estimated 25 minutes to read
2 Chapters:
- Prologue 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2695
- Arrival and implications 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2384