Character Bios: Dre, Kai and Daamin


 

Alexandre

Black American |30|He\Him

Height: 6'1 | Birthplace: Indianapolis, IN

First Video Game: Sonic The Hedgehog (1991)

Loves: Sleeping, video games, yard work, classic cars, volunteering

Hates: Arrogant people, microtransactions, student loans, injustice, depression

Dream: Be Happy

Background: Alexandre was named after his parents' favorite author, Alexandre Dumas. He'll answer to Dre or Alexandre, but never Alex or Andre. Before our series began, he went to college, didn't know what to major in. He ended up with a degree in accounting and went to work at a local credit union.

Dre's biggest weakness throughout his life is depression. He's tried therapy, meditation and medication, but nothing seems to do the trick for long. Still, he gives everything he has for his friends, family and community. Now at 30 he's wondering what life holds. What would actually make him happy in life, and how would he get it?

 

 

Kai

 

Black & Navajo American |30 |He/Him

Height: 5'8 | Birthplace: Pheonix, Arizona

First Video Game: Streets of Rage

Loves: Fashion, cooking, technology, the ocean, Pow Wows

Hates: Heist films, running, discrimination, public speaking, seeing his friends sad

Dream: Start a big family

Background: Kai's parents died when he was thirteen. His aunt took him in, but always reminded him that she could give him away at any moment. Kai became desperate to please her, even if that meant shrinking parts of himself, because she would not like them. When Kai was 19 he told his aunt that he was gay. She put him out.

Since nineteen, Kai has been living alone and working as a cook. At 30 he's determined to take the next step and go to culinary school. Bad to mid restaurants will not be the end of the road for him. The problem is Kai has no money. He's been on his own since nineteen, but it's been a hard eleven years.

The one thing he wants more than culinary accolades is a family. A family like the one he feels he was robbed of. Marriage, kids and all of the things that come with it.

 


Daamin

 

Haitian American |24|He/Him

Height: | Birthplace: Miami, Florida

First Video Game: Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion

Loves: Friends, Anime, Video Games, Comic Books, Film

Hates: Leukemia, Boring People, hospitals, going to church, romance books

Dream: Create his own MMORPG

Background: Daamin can come off as immature when people meet him. It's not really his fault. He's had Leukemia and didn't get to develop at the same pace as other kids. Most of his childhood and teenage years were spent in and out of the hospital. He's an only child but considers Dre and Kai his big brothers because he's been playing games with him for so long. Despite that, he still hasn't told them that he deals with Leukemia.

Daamin can also be seen as a spontaneous individual. More than anything, he craves excitement and the experiences he missed growing up. He never got to do sports, go to dances and things like that because he was often sick. As he's gotten older he's run into less trouble with his Leukemia but it still has to be managed with regular medications. He doesn't speak on it often, but Daamin feels as if he's a failure who's never been able to survive on his own. His income is made up of freelance graphic design work and uber. He'd love to create his own MMORPG one day. He's great with art, and even writing. He just doesn't have the technical skill to build the game. He'd like to go to school to learn how to code, but feels he may be too old. Daamin doesn’t speak much about what bothers him, because he feels as if he's always been a burden to the people who care about him due to his illness. Despite that, most people think he's a joy to have around even on his bad days.

End of Book 1


Greetings and salutations. We've reached the end of the first book (and prequel) for Virtual Vagabonds. I never expected it to grow this much because I didn't really promote it until this year, 2025. The reason being is because I just wrote as a parody to start. I was inspired by The Wayans family and their brand of parody films. 

There was just way too much Isekai going on. For those of you who don't know, it's basically the main character getting transported to another world. It's super popular in anime such as Log Horizon or Sword Art Online, for the older folks like me, .hack//Sign. But there's also films like the new Jumanji series. As far as books, Ready Player One comes to mind. There is so much of it. I thought I'd take a crack at it, because why not? There's a lot of jokes in there about video games, anime and film that I don't expect everyone to get. They were just to make me laugh. I'm sorry, I was writing for myself.

I was pleasantly surprised. There's been nearly 25,000 page reads for this series. Now, for the sake of honesty, the later chapters typically get around 300 reads. I'm taking that as 300 books sold, even if they're free. But you can give me money if you want to. Early chapters obviously have more readers, and I took that really long break that killed a lot of interest. Not just in Virtual Vagabonds but my other web novels Intercosmic and Exsanguinate as well. That's my fault, I have to live with the consequences of my actions. I was overworking myself which is why I switched to a biweekly schedule.

So what's next? I've written some character bios for the next few drops and on March 6, 2025 hopefully I've got an idea for a sequel or at least a spinoff to fill time until I can plot out a sequel. There will for sure be more because I had fun with it. For me as a writer, as long as I'm having fun with it, it'll keep going. That's why Light Seekers is probably never getting a sequel no matter how many people buy it.

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However, for now, until March 6, 2025 (because I'll have SOMETHING), thank you for reading. Especially those who have read through to this point. I take nothing for granted, and I am eternally grateful for those who have read something like 65,000 words. Thank you, so much.

1.45 - Welcome Back


I woke up in a makeshift hospital. Hundreds of people who had been trapped in the game were placed in these warehouses across the world. For the longest time, I didn’t believe I was really alive. I thought I had died and the afterlife was just some fake continuation. I kept looking at myself in the mirror, making sure I could wiggle my toes and purposely hurting myself. Anything I could do to try waking myself up from a dream. I held my hand over the open flame on a stove for a while, and it did nothing for me. The group therapy didn’t help any, most of them had the same problem. Family came to visit but I couldn’t believe they were real either.

I didn’t believe I was still alive until some random teenager came up to me and gave me a fist bump. She thanked me for saving everyone and that was it. Somehow that one interaction was enough. Everyone had been talking about what happened in the game world, but she was the first to acknowledge it was over. I guess the game registered us as winning before we crashed to the ground. I was receiving treatment for nearly three months before I got to go home. In the end, we spent just as much time getting treatment as we spent in the game. Six months of life, gone.

When I got home, mortgage payments had drained my savings I’d been fired from my job. The power was off and grass had reached record levels. Somehow, I didn’t mind. I hated my job anyway, and I can find another. It sucks, but I’ll take some money from my retirement to float me until then. Attacking the grass and actually smelling how bad I smelled after toiling in the sun was refreshing. I didn’t know how much I missed sweating. I choked when I tried to drink water too fast, and I couldn’t help but giggle after I got myself together. Occasionally, I still find it hard to believe I’m alive.

I’ve been reading books since I got home. I’m sure I’ll play video games again one day, but I need a break. My phone rings, and I sit the book down to pick up, “Hello,” the other side doesn’t respond. “Hello,” I say a little louder.

“Dre,” I recognize Kai’s voice instantly.

“Kai, you never call me, what’s up?”

“I had to move in with my cousin, so things were crazy for a while. I finally got my stuff back and settled down. I just wanted to call and see how you’re doing.”

“Having trouble adjusting, but I’m surviving. Looking for a new job.”

“I’m glad you’re doing good Dre.”

“Hey Kai, where do you live?”

He pauses, almost as if he isn’t sure he should answer, “Tó Naneesdizí.”

“I can’t even say that,” I laugh.

“It’s Navajo, I can teach you.”

“I’d like that.”

“For now, just say Tuba City, Arizona. Please don’t ask if it’s named after an instrument.”

“I’m in Indianapolis, but when we get our money right, we should hang out. You can come here, or I can go there.”

“I think Indianapolis would be a lot more exciting to me.”

“We’ll invite Daamin, Kevin and Ashley too. It’ll be fun.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

Kai and I haven’t spoken in three months. It isn’t like we’ve been doing anything but sitting in our respective hospitals and trying to recover our lives, but it feels like we’ve got so much to talk about. It’s weird talking to him on the phone, instead of texting or talking in a game.  

I patch in Daamin to the call, “woah, you guys really called me,” he seems surprised.

“Yeah, you sound surprised,” I ask.

“I just didn’t expect to hear from you all until we picked a new game,” Daamin says.

“A new game,” Kai asks.

Daamin laughs, “yeah, it’s kind of our thing.”

“We’re The Virtual Vagabonds after all,” I joke. Kai audibly groans before the three of us burst into laughter. 

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1.44 - Never Fade Away


 

Something hard slams into my chest and wraps around me. I open my eyes and instantly recognize the top of Kai’s head. On instinct I just hug him back. I didn’t want to die alone but I didn’t want Kai to die too. I rest my chin on his head, I made peace with my death but I don’t want my best friend to die too. Trying to break that glass was probably a bad idea. I glance up to watch Kay’s mech fly out of the space station as well, but no signs of Daamin or Kevin. At least she’s dying with us. Kai lets me go, but holds onto my hand so we don’t float away.

“Guess you got to hold my hand again,” I try to joke. “Sorry you got sucked out here with me.”

“I jumped,” Kai says. “I didn’t want you to die alone,” he uses his free hand to wipe a tear.

Now I’m crying, “I didn’t want you to die with me. That’s stupid.”

“My life wouldn’t be worth living without you.”

“You’ve got plenty to live for.”

“You always believe I’m so much better than I am. If I don’t have you, I don’t really have anything of value.”

“You’re the value Kai. You’re always there to support people, even people who don’t deserve it. So many people in this world try to tear each other down just to get to the next step in life, but you build people up.”

“Dre,” Kai wipes more tears.

“I told you stop crying over me.”

“You also promised to come back, but I had to go chasing you.”

“Fair enough,” we share a brief laugh.

Space goes silent again as we accept what’s going to happen to us. We start to pick up speed towards the Earth. Now I’m wondering if we’re going to burn up in orbit or splatter on the ground. I wonder what death is like. Is there a Heaven? Will I go to Hell? What if reincarnation is real? Do I get reincarnated as an apple and eaten in the second chapter? I’ve got so many questions flying through my mind and I can’t put words to most of them.

“Dre, I fucking love you,” Kai says. “I fucking love you,” he repeats several more times, each louder than the last.

“I love you too Kai.”

“No, I really fucking love you. Some mornings you are my reason to get out of bed. If you don’t text me during the day I get anxious. I hate when you compliment me because I get butterflies in my stomach. Everything you say to me is just genuine. You’re the realest person I know. You make me stutter sometimes,” Kai raises his voice, “I’ve fallen asleep thinking about you so many times. You’re always on my mind,” he finally runs out of steam.

“I told you, I love you. You’re my best friend, one of the people I care about most in the world. I don’t want to die, and I really don’t want you to die. But I’m glad you’re here with me. I always feel like I need to be the best version of me when I’m around you. I don’t ever want to disappoint you because you might cry and I hate seeing you cry more than you’ll ever know.”

“I really love you Dre. I just don’t know how else to say it or show you,” Kai keeps talking but I can’t hear him as everything begins to grow louder.

We’ve entered orbit. It’s almost as if the sound of every gust of wind in existence is flowing through one ear and out the other. I can see Kai shouting at the top of his lungs, but it’s no good. I point to my ears, and he just nods. Understanding it. He just squeezes my hand tighter and closes his eyes. I don’t close mine; I want to see what happens when it’s over. We start to burn up and eventually I have to close my eyes from the heat. I just wait for the impact and the end to come. 

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