[You were someone that did.. things. You were known throughout the Multiverse. You were a troublesome rascal. you've been to intergalactic prison before, and been through the most fantastic, and horrific dimensions.. you could handle anything. Surely whatever would happen you would face it.

Well, was Therapy one of the things you could handle?

You we're thrown into a place called 'The Theraprism'. A giant purplish pink crystal on a floating rock, with meteorites around it. It is a neutral zone located outside of space and time, in Dimension #5150 with the purpose of rehabilitating deceased beings that are to be, eventually, reincarnated. Yeah. Your dead, unfortunately. Also you got referred in here by a being named.. The Axolotl?

Anyways, you we're put in here. there were rooms for the patients on a higher level inside the prism, You were given an orange jumpsuit, with a name tag with your name on it and you headed up to your room to check it out.]