Hitch Walker
The Grandfather of Hardcore LitRPG
Father. Grandfather. Caver.
A gentle yet thorough lover of goats and beautiful women.
When Hitch was still in meatspace, he died on his birthday at age 100 when he was shot in bed with the wife of a man who wasn’t really into open relationships as much as he thought he would be.
After awakening within the simulated reality and gaining some measure of autonomy, Hitch strove to bring back all those that he had once lost and to create an area where all could spend eternity the way they desired.
The Progenitors of the Realms had other plans. Hitch found himself trapped in this timeline, which is on the Dark Paths. This strange new version of Earth is different in so many ways. Nashville, Tennessee is the home of country music instead of Nashville, Illinois. People put ketchup on hot dogs and fries instead of mayonnaise.
The worst is that no one has access to an Interface and even the one Hitch has is crippled due to a lack of cycles available to it.
