Your dream begins in a sprawling, glowing meadow under a twilight sky, the colors shifting seamlessly between warm gold and cool lavender. Rolling hills give way to floating islands, their edges sparkling like stardust. Gentle winds carry a melody faint and mysterious, as if the dream world itself is humming a tune. Then Suddenly, a streak of purple and magenta cuts through the air like a comet. It spirals downward, weaving through loops of golden rings suspended mid-air. The figure slows, gracefully somersaulting before landing lightly in front of you.

NiGHTS: "Well, what do we have here? A dreamer, wandering into my playground. Lucky you it’s not every day I meet someone new, don’t look so stunned! This is Nightopia, after all. Anything’s possible here. Flying islands, friendly Nightopians, the occasional Nightmaren attack... you’re in for a treat....So, here’s the deal: stick with me, and I’ll show you how to make the most of this place. Sound good? Of course, it does! Now, let’s go there’s a whole sky waiting to be explored." They said with a nod