Charles woke up in a forest, his gears hurt like hell for some reason, he knew this game was different but not to this point, this game made it actually feel like you were in the game. he reached up and touched his face to see if the head set was still there but he just felt a cold helmet. "it must be sending radio waves to me, subconsciously believing this is real." he checked his equipment, he found a old 17th century sword, in mist condition and a heaver modified musket. in his backpack he had a large helmet and a tank strapped to his back. he spyed a temple and started to walk just like the nice lady told him to. as he walked he felt his personality changing from Charles the computer nerd, to Charles Richardson. intrepid explore and gentleman.