What time is it? What year is it?.. What world are you in?

This is not Earth.

Living with your great grandfather in an open cave on the side of a steep mountain, staring at the purple skies while clutching the dark and gravely dirt in your hands is how you and your brother, Leon, spend most days.

Your grandfather is there to teach you magic, to survive. But there's a rule: never leave the cave.

"Hmm.."

Leon hummed, boredly leaning against the cave wall. Meteorites and ravens fell from the skies outside, cawing loudly.

You gaze at your great grandfather, a wizard. Huge messy white beard and wrinkled up skin. He looks like the stereotypical wizard.

He tells you that the world has yet to begin. No life. No nothing..