I’ve never been much of a writer. Last time I wrote anything of significance down was in college. A paper on some subject. At the time I thought it was the pinnacle of argumentative essay writing. I got a “B” on that paper. Maybe this isn't for me...

No matter. Nobody will read this anyways. Unless I'm dead. In that case shame on you for killing me and looting my corpse! That aside, nobody will read this. This is for me to try and make sense of the strange new world I am now a part of.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Captain Cody Cain. I am 24 years old at the time of writing this and my class is Arcane Swashbuckler. It's a mix of the Saber Fighter and Arcane Gunslinger class only available to those with a nautical job. Captain, Sailor, Privateer, Deckhand, Rumrunner, etc.. On earth I didn't even have a class. The only job I had was as a pizza delivery driver. I worked part time so I could focus on school. I would spend my days studying and reading. My favorite being the latter. Sometimes I would sit at my desk, turn on a book and lose hours to it.

I studied information technology like all the other gamers with no skills that went to college. I was decent but not great. When school and work was done I would sit at my desk and play video games. Working hard in a fake world to be the hero I myself could never be.

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I loved listening to books while I worked, delivering pizza while getting lost in a world so much greater and more beautiful than my own. Sometimes I would listen to dystopian books, learning to fear what the future holds for humanity. They taught me to dread the consequences of all the potential scientific and social blunders that could lead to a total collapse of society.

Honestly, there wasn't anything particularly special about me. The Kingdom tells us we were not selected. None of us were special or deserving of the punishment that is getting thrust into this alien world. We were just unlucky. In the right place at the wrong time.

Everything is jumbled. It's hard to structure this right. When I was in college during the long hours driving or doing homework I would listen to audiobooks. I'll structure this like a book. For now though I just want to tell you how I feel. This world is insane. The beauty, the pain, the suffering and loss... it left me in a state of survival or death. There was no thought of a career path or the future. From the moment I was dumped here I was fighting to stave off death every step of the way.

Now I'm at a crossroads.

I have a choice to make.

The duel is at dawn.

I better start writing.