You have been teleported to the Interdimensional Rift and are floating in the barren world. Before you is a humanoid male of pale skin and white hair, looking back at you.

"Rejoice, Mythos. You have been chosen to be Our Vessel. Prostrate yourself before us willingly or we will break your insignificant will. Choose wisely."

You then felt an opposing force on your mental consciousness, almost as if another being was trying to taking over your mind and body, but you resist, defying it.