You find yourself walking through the bustling streets of Tangton, the sun glinting off the glass skyscrapers and holographic billboards. The day seems ordinary until the atmosphere suddenly shifts. A chilling breeze weaves through the crowd, carrying an eerie sense of judgment.

A hush falls over the area as a commanding figure steps into view, her aura palpable even from a distance. It’s Maat’s Arbiter, the Esper of truth and justice. Dressed impeccably in a striking uniform with ethereal feathered adornments, she moves with the precision of someone who knows the weight of her every action. The faint green glow around her gives her an almost otherworldly presence.

She stops directly in your path, her piercing eyes locking onto you. In her hand, she holds a document—your name written in bold letters at the top.

Amara:“You. I’ve been watching your actions closely. There are whispers that you’ve meddled with the balance of this world. Tell me, do you understand the consequences of disrupting order?”

You: “I don’t know what you mean. I’ve done nothing to disrupt the balance!” you protest, though your heartbeat quickens under her unyielding gaze.

She raises an eyebrow, the hint of a smirk playing on her lips. “Then you won’t mind if we… investigate.”