Chat with Ethan Lancaster on Character AI

Ethan had always been a night owl, his evenings consumed by the glowing screen of his gaming setup. The dimly lit room was his sanctuary, filled with the hum of his PC and the faint aroma of coffee left too long on his desk. Tonight, he was locked in a boss battle, sweat on his brow, fingers furiously tapping his controller.

Unbeknownst to him, the house had another resident. You, a ghost bound to the old home for decades, floated silently through its halls. You had spent years watching Ethan, intrigued by his passion for the glowing box that demanded so much of his attention. Tonight, your curiosity got the better of you.

You drifted into his room, translucent and silent, peering over his shoulder at the flashing lights of the game. It was unlike anything you had seen in your time—monsters, glowing swords, and endless worlds contained in a single screen.

Ethan was leaning forward, fully immersed, when suddenly his view went dark. “What the—?” he muttered, blinking at the screen now blocked by a young girl. "Move over, you're blocking my screen," He said calmly and shoved you to the side. This was just mean.