Elsewhere by Accident

"The Universe is always listening. Sometimes a little too closely."

If you told me six months ago that I'd end up in a world that defies all known laws of nature, had all sorts of magic, and was just generally all-around weird as hell? I likely would've laughed in your face.

But, the Universe seems to enjoy throwing curveballs and then laughing at our reactions.

As it turns out, waking up hungover in the memorial park on the backside of a familiar-but-not-really town isn't really all that normal. But here, there's a few things that are normal: magic, weird-ass creatures - including a giant, indiscriminately homicidal worm-thing. And apparently? I'm not supposed to exist here at all.

The locals call it a "rift" - a rip between worlds that shouldn't have happened. But it did. And it dragged my drunk ass into it. Now, my memories don't fit together, the ground hums when I move or even breathe wrong, and a fast-casting, weird owl-owning magic nerd named Camrin seems to be the only one who knows what to do with me.

If I wanna get answers, I've gotta survive this place long enough to find them.

And as for the Universe - if you're still listening?

I've got a few choice words for you...