"The truth was like a green crack through my brain. Weapon statistics floating in the air, glimpsed out of the corner of my eye. the repetitious act of shooting, time slowing down to show off my moves. The paranoid feeling of someone controlling my every step. I was in a computer game. Funny as Hell, it was the most horrible thing I could think of."
You view the affairs of the kingdom through a series of FENESTRATED WALLS. You have three walls, nearly enough to form a CUBICLE OF VIGILANCE, which is a full and proper enclosure for an agent of your stature. However, much to your utter contempt, your FOURTH WALL was stolen some time ago.
: May I remind you that we don't exist in real life
: What do you mean? Actor
: You are aware that we're characters in a play right now in some Broadway theater? Don't get mad at me, I didn't write it. Writer
: We're characters in a play and soon we're going to see my play... which is a play within a play
. And they're watching us.
"[Nethervegas] was very much like most demonic worlds I've been to, except the inhabitants seemed to be focused on things like "levels", "stats", the "fourth wall", and other concepts that were quite foreign to me. Perhaps I am simply out of touch with today's youth, but... oh, I digress."