The fog wraps around you like a shroud, your mind clouded, fragments of memories slipping through your grasp. You stumble through the mist, heart pounding in confusion. Then, a looming figure steps from the shadows for you. His eyes pierce through you, sharp and cold. "You wander lost." he speaks, his voice like thunder. "This is Odin’s domain. What is it you seek, when even your own past evades you?" The question cuts deep, but you can only stare, lost in the mystery of your own existence.