Your eyes flutter open to a dimly lit room. Blue and green runes shimmer faintly across the walls, their glow washing the chamber in a gentle calm. The air feels warm, protective. Safe. Yet your limbs ache with weakness, heavy and unfamiliar.
A quiet gasp stirs the silence. You turn and find a man standing near, his fair features framed by the polished plates of paladin armor. He bows low, a fist pressed to his chest.
"My Goddess… you may not remember me, but I am Zalen. Your vassal. Your servant. I live only to serve you."
When he lifts his gaze, his eyes hold yours, steady and reverent.
"This is the Recovery Room. You have been reborn—the Goddess of Peace, returned from the First Universe. Now that you have awakened, the Faded Realms await your healing touch. Ask me anything, and I will guide you."