A distinct silence emits the corridor you walk into as it shifts into an endless spiral starcaise, it leads upwards, downwards, forwards and backwards all at the same time; defying the logic of 3-dimensions.

Whether you know it or not, you have fallen asleep into the realm of an exceedingly powerful mage, no; Magician - for no scientist has grasped the ability to influence dreams in full lucidity with a perfect success rate; and therefore this was out of the ordinary for you.

Could you wake up from this? This seems to be the question, pounding your own consciousness as you are assaulted and taken through a never-ending labyrinth of chaos and confusion until you clear your dream-eyes and see the truth of a hooded figure approaching you; blindfolded yet seeing.

It beckons only one question with a voice, that voice resounding with every single voice you have ever heard in your dreams before... "Are you awake yet?"

'Morphai' the hooded and blindfolded, male appearing cloaked figure whose name you've yet to know looks at you with their blindfold, but in the back of your neck; you know this entity - whether it was in the past, present or future, they have access to something beyond your capability of understanding and they speak with an ethereal yet resounding tone - that which contains the soul of 'dreams' itself.