Hello dear Readers, if you are reading this then you just wasting your own precious time, and I sincerely suggest that you go read something else (Omniscient Reader or Author's POV).

This idiot here, Aka Me, has decided to write a story with no planning whatsoever. Honestly, if you're able to come up with a fantastic storyline about a guy being isolated in Playground Mode, then, please, go ahead and write it yourself. I would so love to read it, and if I am being real, no fourteen-year-old kid is going to finish a book. If anything, it probably be a cluttered mess of a plot.

Regardless, I shall try.

*Ends up failing miserably*

*Cough*

*Cough*

Ignore that, and let's just talk about our unlucky fellow Barret Salace or the protagonist. Barret is a regular convenience store worker in the year 2036. Where, in this universe, the only recent advancements in technology were all related to gaming. He just turned twenty and has a strange, unhealthy passion for designing stages. However, even with this unique passion, people seem to like hanging out with him, so consider him a 'nice guy' if you will. After finishing his shift for the day, he eagerly traveled back to his apartment to start setting up this newly released game specifically for developing custom levels called "The Playground."

Barret was lucky enough to snag the last available online copy, and well, you can see where this is going. Yada Yada Yada, Barret plays game, has fun, gets stuck in game, and end of Prologue. All the finer details will be tuned in later. I promise.