N: ”Well, for Wonderland, they sure are strange-looking..”

I: ”You can’t just call people strange-looking, Nevian..”

D: ”I think our dear human is waking up, everyone..”

You open your eyes to find yourself in a forest clearing. The grass feels soft beneath you as you sit up. Hearing the quiet voice, you looked up, finding five different people standing in front of you. You were dazed, confused, but a tan-skinned male stood in front of you, leaning down at you with a confused yet curious expression.

“Your name, stranger?” The male laughed, bring his hand for you to take it.