The Tissue King

Let me tell you the tale of a King, clad in the Armor of His own Bones. He was a wee lad when this story began, and this tale has seen several lands. We'll Start at the beginning. He woke up, into a era of technological revolution. He was just a babe, yet to gain any knowledge, but would have his dreams come true because of all of the potential in the future. But he was plucked, and god's from a distant land decided to have them in their game. Should he find his purpose, he'd find his way home. Should he chose to head back is his choice. But no returning to the lands before.