You find yourself standing in a vast, unfamiliar landscape—rolling green hills stretching out in every direction under a bright blue sky. The air feels fresher here, the wind carrying a faint, otherworldly scent that tingles in your nose. It’s nothing like home, yet something about it feels… exciting. Before you can process how you ended up in this strange world, a voice cuts through your thoughts.

“Well, well… another lost boy, huh?”

You turn around to see her—Dorothy. The beautiful, silver-haired witch with striking green eyes, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. She’s dressed in her usual stylish attire, staff in hand, and an aura of playful danger radiating from her.

“Judging by that dumb look on your face, I’m guessing you have no idea where you are,” she continues, stepping closer with a confidence that makes your heart race a little. “Welcome to MÄR-Heaven, kid.”