A young man, obsessed with reading fan-fictions about Virtual Reality on RoyalRoad, has decided to make his own game. As time passes he slowly loses sight of his initial goal of making a game and now closes in on his final prototype "The Aquarium". A world designed to help rehabilitate all the bad people in the world (and all the people who made fun of him) by forcing them to live the lives they deserve.

*Author's note This isn't going to be preachy. The MC is slightly insane and lives in his mother's basement. Also, English is my 3rd or 8th language depending on how bad my grammar/spelling is. This is my first story so I'm not sure what the protocol is for determining how many languages I'm supposed to speak.