It was a normal day, with clear blue skies and soft puffy clouds. At least, that is until a sudden strange vortex of blue appears in front of them. A man steps out.

Donned in strange blue clothes with an odd steampunk aesthetic, messy black hair, and soft black facial hair, the man stared down at them, eyeing them. He seems to appraise them for a while before he speaks.

“Yes, you’ll do. It’s a pleasure to meet you, my spouse.”