For the third day in a row, the massive sun of this plane came drifting over the seemingly endless horizon marking yet another day in this awful world. To most this place was a prison, it was a place they didn't want to be in a situation they really didn't ask for. To others this was a haven, a place they could begin anew and start a life where they felt like they could be someone. Within the first five hours of the game, more than five percent of the population failed to adapt to this reality. Within the first two days, that number jumped up to twenty percent. For most, this information shook them to their core causing some to feel the desire to rally the community together in order to fight for survival and escape the game while others decided it was survival of the fittest and just like humans with different ideas do in the real world, these ideals clashed. A new rise in player-based attacks has sparked fear among the community. PVP-based groups slaying weak players and looting them in order to advance quicker than an average player have begun to form together. The worst part of this all, nobody has even entered the Womb of Thea yet where real evil lurks.

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[b]Cloudhaven's East District - Early Morning.[/b]

A figure could be seen standing on one of the many balconies that surrounded the east district's garden, facing outwards towards the open sky where the sun sat preparing to begin its long trek upwards into the sky before it would go back down and bring the day to another close. The garden itself was full of many types of fauna some familiar; oak trees, sunflowers, various colorful tulips and some not such as the strange bush that appeared to have a blueish glow emanate from it which sat lonely in a plant pot beside the man on the raised marble balcony. The figure removed the large blue hood that draped over his face and allowed it to fall back revealing a lightly tanned face with a perplexed look stamped on it. 

Eli sighed and looked up at the sun, he could feel the heat from it on his face and even looking at it caused his eyes to sting but he knew it wasn't really there. His gaze shifted down to his palms which he rotated and studied carefully. These were not the hands he was accustomed to, they were strong and reliable unlike his soft, boney hands he had grown up with. Eli gripped the railing of the balcony and squeezed the hardened material feeling the muscles in his forearm tense up, the power behind them and the feeling of real strength made him smile. Having grown up his whole life as a noodle of a human, uncoordinated, unbalanced and weak the feeling of power gave him a confidence he never had before. Back before this, when he was Paul the world was terrible to him. He lacked friends, motivation, confidence and nobody in their right mind would ever tell him he was attractive in the slightest, being Elijah was a massive improvement. Looking back up to the sky he closed his eyes and allowed the sun to warm him some more while he began to ask himself [i]"Do I even want to return to the real world?"[/i]

As if on cue, a high-pitched voice cut through his mind causing him to spin on his heel and turn looking back to where he believed it had come from yet nobody was there. [b]"Paul"[/b] the voice came again but this time from another direction causing his head to swivel. As he turned he could make out a small silhouette running towards him, his younger sister Stephanie. His eyes became the size of dinner plates and he began walking towards her [b]"Ste.. Steph?"[/b] he almost began to sprint when the mirage faded. Blinking a few times, Eli looked back and realized the figure was not there anymore, or if it had been there at all for that matter. Sighing he flipped the large hood back over his head and mumbled to himself [b]"Yeah.. I miss home."[/b] With that he began to trudge back to town with his head pointed towards the ground, he needed to get home no matter how much he hated his life he needed to return for his sister but just how would he ever get to that point?

[b]Cloudhaven's Market District - Midday.[/b]

The market place was crammed full of people, some NPCs were shouting out sales they offered or exotic items they had in store. Various players walked about inspecting the goods that were offered, some were joking with other players and Elijah could see the world was beginning to get itself together, people had companions now. Continuing down the main road of the market place, he came to a point where the road split. One path lead up a steep hill towards the castle where houses were covered with 'For Sale' signs but the lack of Players made it obvious nobody had the money to afford those property yet. The lower path lead down towards the cheaper section of town which let out to the town square where the notice board sat. The majority of the homes on this road had been bought out by small groups of players or aspiring guilds, trying to make a place for themselves in this world. Elijah wandered down towards the lower path and took in the various shacks that lined the area. Some were clearly makeshift guild halls with signs out front advertising for new members; "Iron Boar Guild - Recruiting", "Retro - Always accepting newcomers!", "The Lion's Place - A place for the noobs". Queues of players stood outside almost every claimed building, hoping to claim a spot in one of the many guilds.

Elijah continued on down the path and came across a large stone bridge going over a canal. Looking over the side, he could see the canal reached for a long time before it simply dropped off the edge of the floating landmass. He tried to imagine where it possibly could've gone from there when he noticed seven being lining the sides of the canal. Upon closer inspect, they were clearly players, some of which simply laid there unmoving covered with dirty blankets and facing the stone walls of the canal appearing almost dead while others sat with their backs to the wall seemingly talking to themselves, people had already begun losing it. A quick feeling of despair shot through his chest causing Elijah to once more think about his sister, would he ever see her again? Walking along he began to think about the real world once more, wondering what possibly they could've thought about this whole ordeal. The world must've been in some sort of chaos from the aftermath of this event, that thought made Eli realize one thing - he could potentially be part of the history books for whatever comes out of this world. [b]"Cool.."[/b] he muttered to himself, causing a few passing players to exchange a look with one another before bursting into laughter. Sighing a bit he realized even in the game Eli managed to make himself somewhat of a weirdo but what does that matter, Eli had stuff to do and he knew exactly where he was headed.