There is a limit to a person's personality, when treated with discontent or unfairness, or a little bit of both tends to be leading to a crack in the psyche of the psychological case. Why psychological? Because the psyche also tends to be spiritual. Though both are different, at the highest level of the human peak of both psychology and spirituality, called as human transcendence, it tends to be just the same.

Sometimes, these cracks happen because of a fateful event. More like, a sinister plot to remove you from those in the list of power. For the case of our character, for Real Game Shut-in, the character of "Forest Straw" draws the equivalent of an unfateful event of an uprising in the ranks, the hidden ranks of society called a "manifestation el equilibrio" in our story. Manifests a certain category, a certain hopeful encounter, to the rankers and players of the game, "Real Game". Thus, the manifestation of equilibrium as one would suggests, draws the line between the players and their ecosystem.

This hidden ranking, contains upon its viral aspects, the script, a manifestation of form and possibility to create, upon chaos and disorder, the probability for experience. In it, growth and the eventual process of transcendence. Transcendence, the equal potential for mass ascension through the collective formation of spirits and the congruity of their psychology.

The "Real Game" is about to become really scary. Outside of this game, is a server, one that is not experienced but manifests fully. An MMORPG? Or a VRORPG? We can never tell fully. What we know is that in this server, we are connected via a hub to experience reality as shown by the game's status of a script, a source code that will enable them to experience various characters as they want them to be.

Just that one day is about to change a fully oriented kid of society to a very disoriented case of sabotage in life and health. One that will transform him to a head lock of a shut-in of society. The one to be attacked by a social attack is a kid known as Forest Straw.

It all started in the 8th grade, middle school in today's calendar. One simple look, one simple blush, can ruin everything in a teenager's life. At class 2-D, one beautiful Reiko Sagara was staring at a bright lit sky, filled with colorful dazzling clouds with golden tremor shining feeling about them. That Forest Straw mistakable, accidentally and surprisingly lucky, to have entered the class and witnessed such a beautiful event that happens once every odd lives this successful event. Upon entering the class early in the morning, with high class like footsteps, a certain Reiko Sagara involuntarily swirled to his direction a brilliant look, a once in a moment stare. One that is shared only to those who are fated. A brilliant stare with a bright smile was just thrown at him out of the blue. Upon noticing the chance of the event, Forest Straw's jaw dropped at such an amazing scene. Inadvertently, causing his heart to flutter. In that moment, in that moment in need, he felt in love.

But all was not for nought for the beautiful Reiko Sagara shared the same feeling of sort, to the point that she, with both her hands, sealed her lips shut upon the shock of the chance encounter. The fateful event had revealed itself out of necessity. Triggered to flawlessly connect two hearts together.

However necessitated, however, perfect the chance encounter was, it was ruined a mere gesture of jealousy. Angry at this event is a Hans Jenfield, noticing that his feelings of insecurity had approached a limit. He intervened in the aspects of fate and intervened with the aspects of a fateful encounter - love.

First was an argument, supplemented by the instance of glaring, aggressive harassment and eventual brawl that lead Forest Straw shocked on what a first love might become. Reiko Sagara had intervened from start to finish with no success, only making the strives of Hans Jenfield worse. The bad luck of this settlement was the fact that everyone seemed to be snickering a smile except for Reiko Sagara. Then, no one other that Reiko Sagara felt the need to stop this uprising. The reason for the aggression was now revealed.

Upon realization of some of its parts, a realization upon the intuition of the heart, is a skillful reminder. A skillful action, voluntarily walk out of the situation to not let another soul take charge of this vile and cruel act of society to infest on the weak and live with the strong.

This inadvertently simple gesture, simple act, is a form of retreat that shut-ins took involuntarily. One that will get them out of further trouble, but only temporarily. The time set of the attack is still at schedule.