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Marcus expected himself to die, only for him to wake up two-and-a-half centuries later.

Everyone Marcus knew is dead. His family is nothing more than a shared name, hospital bills sinking him deep in the red. He is shit out of luck. With his engineering qualifications long expired, having a job in the workforce is just as likely as winning the lottery. Save for learning a new trade, Marcus is effectively unemployable.

When an opportunity presented itself, allowing him not to start from scratch, Marcus grabbed it with both hands.

With the lifting of the information ban on anything considered modern combat, followed the release of the Virtual Reality game Burned Asylum. A game where where players wield 21st century firearms, it's tailor made for Marcus. With his prior knowledge and experience with everything guns, he plans to be the best. With it comes recognition and praise.

In a time where top VR players rub shoulder with sports and Olympic athletes, it was the best chance he could get.

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Reediting the early chapters. The ones worked on would have version numbers in them.

Artist source: Burd of Prey