Makoto Henderson, neither Hero nor Villain he is but a human, neither good nor bad.
Putting on a facade every day, hiding his true thoughts and lying like we all do.
Not wanting to get shunned, not brave enough to voice his true intentions or ideas he is but another face in the mindless masses.
What is someone like him going to do when he has the option to be someone else inside a Virtual Reality Game.
Is he going to be a Saint? Demon? Or just his pure and untainted self not restrained by society and its rules?
Azalon awaits!
Warning: This is going to be my first story on here, mature language, gore and explicitly detailed deaths will be included so be warned.
Sexual content with descriptive writing will also appear at a later date so if you can't handle it please skip this story.