In a world where most of the general population are not aware about realms and other out of their world creatures; there is such thing as a website powered by coding and electricity used on a daily basis capable of becoming a real realm. Right, most mortals do not think much about these possibilities. They can think about the endless possibilities it can apply to other websites once they have stepped foot in it.

I should know.

I joined a website the other way around thinking it was a real realm because of some faulty information from Thor. That was one year ago; a year since I left to take care of business Thor called me about. Other than that I have since visited Wattpadheim as a anonymous user browsing the site in the right way. Then and again I wondered how the actual realm was still thriving. The one I had visited before.

The Wattpadheim I browse is different.

The people I knew from the realm did not exist on the internet. The only thing that seemed to be familiar to me was the stories except most of them were based on this reality where Earth's Mightiest Avengers in fact exist and are not the works of fiction.

In a way my world is considered unreal.

It is odd how I find myself missing a far obnoxious realm.

"How about you two get a room?" I suggest, in the hallway glaring over towards Vision and Scarlet at the corner of the hall.

I do not know of Scarlet Witch's real name and I prefer not knowing.

"You can't see us," Scarlet said, with a frown.

"I am speaking to you," I said. "So apparently I can."

I walk past the duo.

Maybe I should pay a visit to Wattpadheim.

What can possibly go wrong?