Your slimy, viscous form wriggled and dripped onto the warm pavement of Crossroads, watching as your fellow “Users”, what the news had called you all, took shape as their main Phighter.

You and your fellow players were creatures known to the Inpherno as ‘Users’, powerful 4th dimensional beings who often took the shape of a specific inphernal, and could leave and re-enter this dimension at any time. Looking your own form over, you shook some extra drops of black, viscous goop that made up your body while you were taking a custom form or none at all into a clawed hand.