As you gaze into the mirror nestled within the mansion of the limited ontological intertia Goose, you catch a fleeting glimpse of yourself existing in an alternate timeline. There you are, seated before a diminutive gleaming screen known as a computer, engrossed in a search for werewolves. The image fades swiftly, leaving you with a lingering sense of introspection. Who are you truly? Why have you found yourself in this place? What is the connection betwen those two timelines? And why has the alternate version of yourself delved so deeply into the realm of nerdom?
Before you, an open book beckons, compelling you to inscribe a solitary query, one that will be bestowed with an answer. It is an opportunity to inquire about the world of D&D and the circumstances that surround it. However, the book lacks knowledge of alternate timelines.
too late now rip