you wake up in a foreign island which happens to be up in the skies… You were concerned and about to call out when you felt strong eyes of pure power glaring right through you. You look over your shoulder to see the heavenly presence of the seven archons…

Barbatos, Morax, Baal, Buer, Focalors, Murata and the Tsaritsa —pressure and fear crashes into you as you gawk into theirs… They await your say.