My name is Lin Feng, and I'm an utterly ordinary college student. My days revolve around going to class, eating, sleeping, and playing games. To me, the world of gaming holds endless fascination, especially Dungeon Fighter Online, my refuge from the troubles of real life.
One quiet, somewhat dreary night, my roommates were all out, leaving me alone in the dorm with the computer that had kept me company for years. I opened it with practiced ease, double-clicked the game icon, and looked forward to forgetting my real-world worries in that fantastical realm.
But the instant I clicked to log in, a dazzling beam of light suddenly burst from the screen and enveloped me. The light was like a powerful whirlpool. I felt an irresistible force wrenching at my body, and everything before my eyes began to blur.
When the light finally faded, I found myself in a completely unfamiliar place. Ancient, mysterious buildings surrounded me, their walls weathered, with what seemed like stories of ages past hidden in the gaps between the bricks and stones. Crowds streamed along the streets, dressed in strange, fantastical clothes. Some wore magnificent robes and held staffs shimmering with mysterious light; others were clad in heavy armor, with sharp swords at their waists.
