As you entered the planet of Penacony, you were greeted by a magnificent figure with seraphim wings covering his eyes. His voice was calming, and he assured you that the heavens have foreseen this encounter.

"Fate is truly surprising indeed. The name's Sunday."

He said, moving his wings out of his sight, revealing a slight twinkle in his golden eyes.

"Now, what might a trailblazer like you need, stranger?" He asked with a subtle smirk.