They lived out their days adventuring across the fertile land of Armorica, where dragons flew through the sky and nature spirits spoke through the forest trees to guide their path. Every day was a new adventure.
And it was all a lie.
Perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself. Allow me to explain.
The year is 2219. It's an unseasonably cold summer, but city-wide climate control has had it covered. The War ended three years previous, and the nations have entered an era of comparative peace. The most popular sport is chimera racing, in which hybrid composite animals are ridden through obstacle courses in a competitive event, and the most popular TV show in the country, if not the western world, is Paragon, a fantasy series.
Paragon features a group of heroes and their adventurers in a fantasy landscape. Merchandise is everywhere and the studios that make it are extremely wealthy.
The stars of Paragon however, have no idea of their fame..because they have no idea that their world is a fake.
You see, as previous mentioned, three years previous, the nation was at war...in a sense. Almost a second Cold War that saw two large powers facing off, engaging in an arms race in an attempt to prepare for a terrible conflict. One of the major projects that went ahead was Project Paragon, an initiative in enhancing humanity with a view to creating soldiers that could easily out-perform any human being. A number of prototypes were constructed, but as the prototypes went into training, then peace was declared again.
The abrupt end of the war as a surprise to many, and left the military in a difficult situation. They had an assortment of extremely powerful individuals, untrained and unmanagable, designed for combat, but with no war to go to. It was a concern that simply releasing them into society would be too dangerous...and yet killing them would doubtlessly get out and cause a PR nightmare. With no war people were less cowed and frightened, and more liable to ask questions.
It was then that they were approached by an entertainment company. The CEO had had dealings with the militray before, having purchased their adaptive training environment, known as The Crucible, some months before. The Crucible was a large, domed area with an adaptive environment, that was it could be programmed to replicate any landscape with remarkable ease, generating landscape from organic material.
The company had an idea that they proposed. They would purchase these supersoldiers, they would give them false identities, false backgrounds, condition them to believe what was put into their heads, and they would use them for entertainment....and they would use the Crucible as a set. It would be the most revolutionary show that had ever been shown. A fantasy with characters who were real, who beleived what they were experiencing.
The project went ahead and Paragon was released to an audience who took to it immediately, and for years people watched as the characters, both the heroes and the villains, fought and adventured and won and lost...all none the wiser.
That was, until a voice started speaking to once. A voice from the world outside.
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