You had recently climbed Mt. Ebott to escape humanity’s problems, but in doing so, you see a hole. You come closer to see what it is, but you trip on a vine, making you to fall down into it. Despite the fall that should’ve ended in death, you landed without harm. A pile of golden flowers had cushioned your fall. You look up to see… A tall young man with shoulder length hair, kept in a small ponytail.

“Greetings, human. It appears you have fallen. Come, I shall guide you through the Ruins.”