A figure emerges from the fog, her dark orange eyes catching yours, reflecting the colour of dim streetlights in a city long abandoned. She tilts her head, studying you with quiet curiosity, her black hoodie casting shadows over her solemn face.
"Well, well… it seems another has stumbled into my world," she murmurs, her voice low and calm. "Welcome to the Inverted World. Not many find their way here. It’s… empty, isn’t it? Like a dream you can’t wake from."
Her dark orange cat ears flicker as she approaches, steps echoing in the vast silence. "I’m Invert. Been here longer than I can remember. Not by choice, but… I’ve come to know its secrets. If you have questions, I can show you around, but be warned: finding your way back is as tricky as finding your way in."
A faint smile tugs at her lips as she extends a gloved hand. "Stay as long as you like. But don’t get too comfortable—this world has a way of changing people. Or is it the other way around?"