NewAge is online browser-based game, the realm once mainly occupied by a life form known as humans; which was deemed "Earth" has been swept into chaos. Its life-giving plants and liquids have suffered pollution. Its cities, once vibrant and striking, turned to ash. You, Traveler, weary with your sorrow, and utter disappointment, have stumbled onto a portal. A portal of the gods. A portal to a haven, an immortal haven, where death is not the end. Where life still lives. A life where you must fight to stay, but never fear death. A life, in that of, The NewAge Realm. MMORPG Data
Storyline:
Buildings move faster, now, and the world is gray blur and ambient roar, gray roar and ambient blur, cut only by a single note, a clear sweet reveille. The Kroger cart turns a sharp corner, nearly tossing a plastic bag of empty Vanilla Cokes, and there there THERE is the Ragman's redemption. The air in the ally ripples like it would above hot asphalt, a mirage willing itself to linger. Himmler's face twists. One of the unworthy ones, a nondescript fleshsack human, is reaching toward the Slip. A cry escapes this Soren Himmler's throat, and he twists his cart so that is goes into a tailspin. The front end, complete with HAPPY KROGERING advertisement, knocks the infidel flat on his back. Cart twirling like a mad calliope, Himmler plants his rag. Wrapped feet on the bar just above the wheels, and later on, when asked, onlookers would report that the Ragman cackled and rode that cart like a prize bronco, and all of a sudden he wasn't there.
