Just Like Me

When the game-world came into view and expanded across and beyond my field of vision, I saw that I was standing in front of a mirror in a small featureless room. My reflection looked a lot like me, except for my clothes, which appeared to be more medieval. I even had the same haircut. After I had looked myself over, a robotic voice, that seemed to come from all around me, said PLEASE EXIT. So, I did. I walked out of the room and ...