So there was a young guy. And everything was going well for him: home, full cup, a promising job—even his birthday—and a brand-new gift.
Right with that gift, he went straight to the place where the dead rise, where war with another race is under way. People call them “mortys,” and they kill them as soon as they see them.
And the boy had to adapt to the new realities—and then it all spun out, twisted into something so hard to return from that he wouldn’t even want to. He found love and even loyal subjects. Of course, they aren’t human—but what of it, if you’re full of strength and ambition?