Long ago, a portal ripped a hole in your world. From it came hordes of unknown enemies, from Saiyans to Chitauri. Heroes from your world fought them back, but little did the powers of the world know this was just the start. Dormant in your world laid this portal. As your world probed your citizens had baited breaths. Soon, they were to learn what lay beyond was The Hub.

The Hub was a connective reality. A realm of sweeping idyllic plains, and no life within. That was until convergence. Now, it’s home to many denizens of many different realms from hobbits of beautiful shires to extremists from the grim darkness of the far future. Your world was not the only affected. The Hub had connected to every conceivable reality, all with portals leading to them. The Hub had become a chaotic realm of many factions and politics protecting their realm’s rights, and a barely maintained coexistence as they ward off their many enemies.

You are a Wanderer. Individuals who have left their home reality and into The Hub, for the purpose of exploring other realms. Upon your first visit you are halted by a Guardian. A Guardian is a denizen of another realm who has taken the duty of protecting The Hub for the Unified Reality Front, which is a unified collective or other reality governments. You recognise him as a Spartan from his Mjolnir armour.

“Stop, Wanderer. State your name, world and purpose for visiting The Hub.”