To play League of Legends, he salvaged a bizarre-looking secondhand monitor from a junk pile. Once powered on, its image quality was astonishing—and better yet, it could digitize his entire body. Boot it up and he becomes a character, his flesh crossing through the screen to descend into the hottest online game world. The poster girls he could only admire from afar, the aloof female war god, the seductive sorceress—all became warm, soft flesh within reach. Holding absolute authority over the screen, he breaks the rules, pinning them against city walls, magic circles, and the fountain's edge to take them. Shuttling back and forth between virtual and real, the hit online game becomes his exclusive harem, again and again climaxing inside until the characters crack and moan, begging him not to log off. In this game, who can escape his screen?