Mark Rhymes had been a gamer for all of his life. No matter the game, he rose to the top, again and again.    However, one day he retired as he lost the one thing games had always provided him :entertainment.   He sought after the freedom and power his game characters had taken for granted. So, on a night blessed by god, he made a wish.   " Please, give me entertainment. "   The night he prayed for it was the night he died from a lightning strike.    Or, so he thought.   For the moment he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a glorious sight and a wonder to behold.   ........................................