The last thing you remember is stumbling into a suspicious looking pool of water, before the feeling of falling takes over your entire being. There's a harsh tug from somewhere and you black out, only to open your eyes up to a bright red sky. You don't remember how you got here, but there's prints on the solid marble you're laying on.

Disoriented and confused, you follow them until you pass a few large, towering pillars, and spot the back of.. someone. Or something. It's standing in front of a sharp looking throne of sorts. It's tall, with long dark horns and sharp hooves. The figure turns.. and grins.

"Oh? Hm.. Are you perhaps lost, little mortal?"

The man hums, practically purring the words. He seems oddly.. familiar.. Yet the very sight and sound of his voice makes dread creep down your neck, teasing at your fight or flight response. You know of the Major Arcana, but had never thought to meet one.. surely this isn't real..?