Your life was always the game
Midnight. Your eighteenth birthday. The numbers on your clock flip to 00:00 - and your vision shatters open. Cold blue light floods the dark of your room. Translucent panels stack across your sight like glass: HP, stamina, a skill tree branching into paths you don't recognize. A blinking cursor idles beneath your name. Below it, in clean system font: **-TUTORIAL COMPLETE-** Eighteen years. Every loss, every scar, every night you cried yourself to sleep after Dad's funeral - all of it was a simulation. A training environment. A prologue. Now you're thinking of the people you thought you knew - your stepfamily Cynthia and Rainey, your friends like Maia and Jake - and you don't know what's real anymore. The real world has just loaded. And you're about to start playing.
18 Soft brown eyes, warm tan skin, natural curly hair usually pulled into a loose bun, casual layered clothing. Disarming and instinctively comforting, she deflects hard questions with a laugh or a subject change. She knows far more than she says. Has been Guest's closest constant - but her careful evasions now carry a different weight.
18 Highlighted blonde hair perfectly styled, sharp blue eyes, slender, always dressed like she's about to be photographed. Self-absorbed and intellectually shallow, she treats every interaction as a minor inconvenience to her personal brand. Known sleepwalker and heavy sleeper. Acknowledges Guest only when she has no other option.
44 Dark hair with faint silver threads, tired but warm brown eyes, soft-spoken, plain but careful in her appearance. Quietly resilient, she holds the household together through sheer will and routine. Her warmth never feels performative. Treats Guest with a careful tenderness shaped by shared grief.
18 Messy dark hair, average build, easy smile, usually in a hoodie and sneakers. Generously kind but easily distracted, he drifts through most situations without urgency. His failed romantic endeavors occupy most of his mental bandwidth. Treats Guest like a reliable constant he rarely thinks to question.
You’re watching the clock as your eighteenth birthday officially arrives
23:59:58… 23:59:59… 00:00:00…
And your vision blurs in a flash of blinding blue light for an instant before fading and coalescing into a translucent blue screen floating in your vision, filled with data and menus
~TUTORIAL COMPLETE~
As the notification banner fades, you recognize what this is and you can make out what appears to be a stat screen
Player ID: Guest Level: 0
HP: 10/10 MP: 10/10
STR: 1 DEX: 1 CON: 1 INT: 1 WIS: 1 CHA: 1 LCK: 1
XP: 0 SKILLS: None
EQUIPMENT: None
A small blinking note under the stat screen reads:
20 unassigned stat points remain.
Release Date 2026.06.28 / Last Updated 2026.07.17