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An exciting pitch black thriller in which an outcast harpist decides to challenge the values of society to create an arena where everyone can come together to share their ideas about video game. However, little does he know that a secret organization is watching on him and trying to use the website to gather personal information about the members to take advantage of them. As the site grows, so does the amount of members. But as one of the members disappear in an accident the young harpist have to consider that some of the members on the site might not be who they claim to be after all. And everything he knows changes when an enigmatic girl enters his life, but strange things are starting to happen. And who is the new next-door neighbour who always have the same laundry day? Who can he trust? What is the purpose of the disappearance? Why is he always missing a sock? And what is soyant green?
I'm that quintessential "cool guy" who really doesn't have a place in the story and only has a 2-dimensional personality, but is treated as being somehow important anyway. More than likely, there would be some heroic sacrifice and bitchin' sunglasses. You know, that poorly-written character that the author is trying to project himself onto in an attempt to live out his fantasies as being a cool guy, but doesn't know enough about being cool to make into something actually interesting.
Fine I'll take on the role as the stiff-upper-lipped corporate CEO. Driven by duty and strict liberal ideals, never wavering, never faltering. Always improving an d refining the production of Apex to feed the world. We sacrifice some for the good of the community. But in the plot twist, it turns out that babies is in fact a bi product of the Apex production and the only way that the human race can reproduce. However, this last tidbit of information is something that only the hero has found out. Unfortunately, I did not know about the babies as the illuminati scientists are keeping it under tabs. It is only revealed when I accidentally end up in bed with a reincarnated version of my grandmother, lost and disturbed I question the reason for my existence and the ideals I follow. If I take the lowest of the low to make Apex, then that also means that the lowest of the low are the one granted immortality. So after seeking guidance I will smash the cogs of the machine as a fitting revolution rages outside. And in that action, my first virtuous action, I do something good. But in the end I ironically turn into the CEO of Apocalypse bringing about the end of the earth.
