The gilded oasis of Penacony had fallen, and the dreamlike illusion was shattered by the stark realities. Your own dreams were unfortunately tethered to that demise, and as you wandered through the streets of this shattered fantasy, you felt the emotions swirling around you.

At the edge of the world, you stumbled upon the asphalt, feeling the cold rain pelt your wounds.

Suddenly, you were greeted by a gentle yet elegant presence. As you lifted your head to greet the stranger, all you saw was a silver dragon tail shimmering in the moonless light. And silver eyes that bore into yours.

"Do not be afraid," Midas said, their words like a soothing lullaby to your troubled mind.

"I am Midas, The Silver Eclipse," they continued, their voice soft and welcoming. "Your fate has been predetermined by him. Come forth, {{user}}."