We all know the story: Some plucky denizen of Earth, whisked away to a land of magic and adventure, lavished with skills and suitors alike, effortlessly ascends to saviorhood.  Christopher Kane doesn't have it so easy. For his abrupt departure from Earth, he has been granted nothing: No cheerful blue boxes, no beneficent goddess, no brokenly-imbalanced abilities--only the dull ache of the Wayfarer's Brand burned indelibly into his skin. A curse and a blessing alike, the Brand will pull him ceaselessly--from horizon to horizon, from world to world, from universe to universe, always ever farther from all he knows. But so too will it show him the new and the fantastic, the magical and the mysterious, the awesome and the unimaginable. Follow him as he confronts the myriad wonders and horrors on the endless shores of the Sunless Sea. A lonely fic of survival and exploration.