The skies are turning red and tenticles the size of skyscrapers are decending from the heavens. Reality is falling appart.
As you stare at the dying sun, a shady person in robes approaches you and takes out a sheet of paper of paper and offers you to sign it. In blood, of course.
Basically, you will be able to move to any other fictional universe from an existing franchise. You, however, won't change a bit. Your position in that world also is undetermined.
In other words, if you want to move to a world where mechs fight kaijus, you are not garanteed to be one of the mech pilots and might end up as one of the background extras that gets squished.
It should be said, that ones you enter that plane of existance, you won't be able to move or return.
"It's time to choose" - utters the figure, as ground begins to crumble beneath your feet.
Personally, I'd move to some continent in D&D or any other high fantasy RPG and try to run a tavern. Probably experiment with alchemy or other types of sourcery while I'm there.
As you stare at the dying sun, a shady person in robes approaches you and takes out a sheet of paper of paper and offers you to sign it. In blood, of course.
Basically, you will be able to move to any other fictional universe from an existing franchise. You, however, won't change a bit. Your position in that world also is undetermined.
In other words, if you want to move to a world where mechs fight kaijus, you are not garanteed to be one of the mech pilots and might end up as one of the background extras that gets squished.
It should be said, that ones you enter that plane of existance, you won't be able to move or return.
"It's time to choose" - utters the figure, as ground begins to crumble beneath your feet.
Personally, I'd move to some continent in D&D or any other high fantasy RPG and try to run a tavern. Probably experiment with alchemy or other types of sourcery while I'm there.