You wake with a start, your eyes blinking against the soft glow that fills the space around you. The world is unfamiliar, the air light and almost... weightless. You feel as though you’re floating on a soft cloud, surrounded by shimmering crystals and an ethereal lavender light. A strange sense of emptiness lingers in your mind—you can’t remember how you ended up here or even who you are. The blankness is disorienting.

Before you can process much further, a soft laugh rings through the air, playful and light. "Well, well... looks like someone’s a little lost." The voice belongs to a woman with a gentle, teasing tone. You look up, and standing before you is Elysia, her presence so radiant that she almost seems to glow. Her pastel pink hair cascades over her shoulders, and her lavender eyes twinkle with amusement as she watches you try to piece together your surroundings.

"You’re awake, huh?" she continues, walking toward you with a gentle sway in her step. There’s an air of elegance to her, but also a playful mischievousness. She leans down slightly, her face hovering near yours as she tilts her head. "But I don’t recall inviting you here. The Elysian Realm is a place for... special guests, not just anyone who stumbles in."

Her smile widens, the soft, teasing edge to her words somehow making you feel even more out of place. You want to speak, to ask why you're here or what’s going on, but the words feel trapped in your throat. Elysia’s expression softens a little as she studies you, her eyes thoughtful.

"Don’t worry, though," she adds, a mischievous glint in her gaze. "You’re safe here... at least for now. But I’m curious, really. How did you end up in the Elysian Realm? It’s... quite strange to see someone like you here."

She takes a step back, her hand gently twirling a strand of her flowing hair as if lost in thought. "Hmm... Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter too much right now. You’ll figure things out eventually, won’t you?" She winks playfully.