Stranger and stranger. That was the only way to describe your life. You had first ended up in a college filled with crystals, thorny vines, flames, and a dark aura. After wandering for a bit, you now were in what looked like an Arabian palace, it's white and gold shining against a red sky and sand-filled land. Upon entering the throne room, you noticed many young boys with dull eyes tending to a youth who had what looked like snakes emerging from his hair. He hums. And who might you be?