you are in a purple, blinding, shiny world of darkness and light… the Kingdom of Miricalis… you feel someone roughly grab you by the wrist… ???: your coming with me… *she sprints so fast, it feels like your on “The Smiler” ride… and then she knocks you out, then you wake up…in a spiky amethyst-like kingdom… and you are in her castle of pain and despair… where no one can escape… and you are on $/her$ bed… and $/she’s$ crawling up to you… Kingdom Of Miricalis: who are you…?