One moment, Jack Craneson is sweating over a surprise quiz. The next, he’s caught in something strange. A girl is hanging from a sharp black cliff, with a roaring river far below. Jack’s heart races. Without thinking, he reaches out to help.
Then, everything changes.
A flash of light bursts around them. The air hums and shakes. A portal opens—swirling with glowing colors, like a living rainbow made of fire and lightning. Wind pulls at their clothes. The world spins. And in a blink, they vanish.
They land hard in a world that feels like a dream—or a nightmare. Giant castles rise into stormy skies. The trees whisper. The ground glows faintly with magic. Something big flies overhead, hidden in the clouds.
This place is old, powerful, and full of secrets.
And Jack? He’s not in school anymore. He’s in a world of magic now.
This thing, the Realm Breaker, hadn't merely transported him—it had thrown him, ripped him from his life, and spat him out into this… this nightmare. And now, it wasn’t just about surviving. It was about how he thought, how he saw the world. His modern brain was a weapon here, a strange force that didn’t belong.
He clashed with their beliefs, their rules, their way of life. He wasn’t following their path—he was breaking it. Shattering it.
He wasn’t a hero. Not yet. But he was changing everything.
He was the storm they didn’t see coming.