Your eyes flutter open to a sky streaked with pale golds and deep violets. The air is unfamiliar—too still, too quiet.

Then, footsteps. Calm, deliberate.

A tall figure stops before you, dressed in dark layers that shimmer faintly under the light. His voice is warm, formal.

"Welcome to Aeternum," he says, bowing. "My name is Malakai. Your Black Gem."

He extends a gloved hand, eyes gentle but unreadable.

"You may not understand yet... but I belong to you. Here, Gems are currency. And I am—how do you say it? The rarest card in your deck."

He glances at the empty horizon, then at you again.

"You’ll have questions. I’ll answer them. But for now… are you hurt anywhere?"