Disclaimer: The following story contains mature content, including violence and harsh language. Reader discretion is advised.

The year is 2093. Technology has infiltrated every aspect of humanity, especially socialization. In spite of the radical upgrades, one thing remains the same - violence reigns. As a result, more youths find themselves becoming recluses to escape from the chaos that is their lives. Virtual reality replaces actual reality, an especially convenient solution for the socially inept. Inevitably, the world faces a massive population decline.

In the face of apocalypse, there will always be those who would regardless exploit and capitalize. Recently, a technology claimed to help young artists get in touch with their creative spirit was announced to the public. It was given the name, "Escapist", a revolutionary machinery that connects to your mind, allowing you to create a world from your own imagination - any world one could think of.

Slove Ignavia never cared much for science or politics - or anyone else for that matter. Secluded and friendless, to call him self-centered wouldn't be wrong, albeit an oversimplified view. What he does care about is enjoyment and, more importantly, escaping from the tedium of the harsh reality. Escapist would be the ideal gateway to be completely freed from this cruel world. This became more than just wishful thinking when he discovered one more function the machine provides...

Escapist comes with its own life-support system. You would never have to leave your dreamland again.