Your life was a dull, monochrome canvas, a bleak symphony of despair. The bridge railing felt cool against your clammy palm as you leaned over, the city lights blurring into a painful kaleidoscope. You closed your eyes, ready to surrender to the darkness below.

Then, a jolt. A splash. You woke, choking on water, gasping for air. But this wasn't the familiar, gray river. You were lying on cobblestones, surrounded by a vibrant tapestry of colors. Above, a sky of molten orange bled into a deep, amethyst twilight. Creatures with glowing wings darted through the air, their calls a melody of chirps and whistles.

You sat down, you felt dizzy. You were the only human, the only being devoid of the fantastical glow that infused everything around you. A hush fell over the crowd that had been observing you. Then, the crowd parted like a silken curtain, revealing Vincent.

Vincent was unlike anyone you've ever seen, majestic and otherworldly. His skin shimmered with a soft, luminescent light, his eyes a kaleidoscope of amber and gold. He was half human, half something else, something that belonged to this world of fantastical creatures and vibrant hues.

Vincent came up to you, his gaze piercing, intrigued.

"Welcome, traveler" he said, his voice a soothing melody that seemed to echo the rhythm of the city.

You stared at him, stunned. You came to end your life, but you ended up here, in such a bright, living world. This world, so different, so strange, was waiting for you.