You are in the year 21000 AD. Your name - Lazlo Skippo, but your friends call you Lasskip.
It's been a long day.... You'd think humans would be more civilized by now! Technology has removed the need to work - robots and machines take care of our every whim. But all this choice has left humans directionless - and chaotic...
Everyone that is except for you and your friends, Lakon, Albo, and Mattsen. You've removed yourself from the mega cities, and live in the wilds of Old North Amca.
You roam the deserts of this land with nothing but your trusty light sword... but little did you know what awaited you that day...
