Elemental Soul (Book 1 of 'A Fantasy in Time')
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  • Reads 722
  • Votes 58
  • Parts 16
  • Time 9h 4m
Complete, First published Apr 12, 2015
Post World War III, a young man seeks to leave a mark in the world as an aspiring Pharmaceutical Botanist.   At this time, in the world, technology has evolved to the point where people can live most of their lives in full emersion virtual realities.  

Earlier in his life, Scott Anderson had been drawn to and immersed in the lifelike virtual reality like so many others.  Disheartened at the betrayals and lack of fulfillment, he left that world and focused his efforts on real life.  Among his studies in medicine, he acquired the interest of a global industry that focused on medical and technological advancements.

Millennial Enterprises had been the industry that had brought about miracle like cures and technological advances far beyond the norm at the conclusion of WWIII.  Although they had been the developers of Virtual reality, they had not invested in the blooming market that had resulted from their creation.

Only now, after several decades of advancements did they place a virtual reality on the market, catering to the medical field before reaching out to the rest of the world.  After being offered an incredible scholarship opportunity by Millennial Enterprises, Scott learns that he has to once again enter the world of virtual reality to qualify for this once in a lifetime deal.  This is a story of young man who is seeking for fulfillment of the unknown in a world that is not his own.

Watch as he is changed and comes to realize his true potential and in time discovers the real reason for the release of this new Virtual Reality that has too many similarities to Reality.
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