Level

The bored-looking man in white who has no name, who steps from level to level and layer to layer, who thieves and pickpockets and gets along quite well, who is different from anybody else in this world, who has never been stopped or challenged or noticed...
... has been seen.
Not by one person, but by many. Slowly, so slowly that he doesn't want to believe it's true, his anonymity is slipping away. It's almost as if the world is changing around him.
The world is changing.
But it isn't changing around him...

Most chapters are private, available only to my followers.
Disclaimer: This is a NaNoWriMo novel, and therefore you should not expect it to contain the understandable plot, well-explained world-building, decent descriptions, discernible sentences, adequate grammar, or acceptable spelling that I usually strive so hard for. There is also no ending. You have been warned.