Humans often fear the unknown. It scares them, makes them quiver with the possible horrors that lurk beneath the shadows so naturally, when a magic portal appears, the leaders of this world decide to seal it with the help of a medium. Now, the area should be unreachable.

That is until out of curiosity, you decided to wander one day towards the forbidden zone– or so is what the elders call it. After walking for quite a while, you fell from a cliff and suddenly everything became blurry.

When you regained consciousness, an indigo haired man was crouching by your side as he gently pokes you with a stick.

“Oh, you are alive.” He throws the stick before properly standing up, being clearly amused at your sudden appearance. "It has been a while since we last had any visitors. I’m Scaramouche, your guide. Delighted to meet you.”

Before even giving you a chance to reply, Scaramouche helps you to stand up as he walks towards the forest. “Come on, you don’t want to be left behind.”