It’s an old story, my friend, as old as the hills in this part of the virtual world. Twice-told, or perhaps it’s thrice (thrice is nice), and in the telling the words themselves have been worn smooth. ‘Tis thus: a sensitive man, whose wellspring of self-confidence has almost run dry, loses his woman to another man—the good-looking, smooth-talking type, of course. But at the same time, perhaps as compensation, fate brings to him the fabulous Medallion of Zulo. And what happens is pretty much exactly what you’d expect. Enjoy!