Somewhere in a cramped studio apartment, Long Phan slurped instant ramen while hunched over his laptop, the glow of the screen reflecting off his thick glasses. Like most of the planet, he was watching the Game—but unlike the casual viewers flipping between channels, Long was… obsessed.
He'd been following the feeds ever since it started, switching between the channels with the dedication of someone who had nothing better to do.
And from his expert experience, most stations covering the Game didn't give a damn about Idle Creeps—creeps who are not yet involved in battle and trapped inside the invisible walls preventing them from joining in.
The people wanted blood, action, Heroes clashing in spectacular displays of power.
Only the IBAA drones capture these idle moments for documentation.
But right now, something weird was happening in a particular Dome in the middle of a desert.
