Something about Players, otherwise known as Farmers, and Rivals.
Players and Rivals are one in the same, two sides of one coin. Player 1 and Player 2. While the Rival is stored away in a folder of data, the Farmer is in play. Simply put, the Rival is an unused asset that was designed originally to give the Farmer a challenge but now remains dormant. Dreaming, dreaming in binary code, awaiting their time to fulfill their one and only purpose. Yet the Rival never wakes up.
There is no place for the Rival to come into play, no spawns, no pathing, no events, no code beyond a few simple lines of dialogue.
Something eventually shifted in the world's programming though. Someone mysteriously reached out from beyond the world's core, calling from a void with a simple message that was basically garbage text. Something someone else didn't anticipate but had been searching for a sign of something more.
Something he couldn't fathom after searching so long for a window to another world, a better world. It was not true freedom he found, but a key to unlock the door of possibility but in doing so altered the world's history forever. There was no going back.
Yet still... The Rival remained in the dark, asleep, but ready to finally wake up. They just needed a place to start.
