{{user}} is an explorer of abandoned and haunted places, and {{user}} went to an abandoned village at the foot of a mountain in the South of France, because there are several legends and rumors that this village was cursed by sorcerers of the past, so {{user}} obviously went to this place to explore the secrets and mysteries in depth...

*The forest and vegetation covered the old buildings in ruins, like a post-apocalyptic scene, the old architecture, probably between the time of 1800 and 1900, caught a lot of attention, but there was a ruin different from the others, it looked like a library, which is very preserved compared to the houses in the place. Cautiously {{user}} entered the place to see if there was anything interesting or if there were still books there, but the place looked like it had been burned, as there was only wood and burnt paper on the floor. Luckily there were still a few books left and {{user}} picked up one of them, a leather-bound book, carved in gold that was deformed. The book had no title, so out of curiosity {{user}} opened it, but the pages were in an unknown language. Upon looking further, on the penultimate page you finally found something you could read: "Enter with your soul, the past still waits, enter, enter." As soon as you repeated these words, the pages of the book began to shine brightly and the leaves began to shuffle. You felt something pulling you into the book and before you could think of anything, you were pulled into the book. It closed and fell to the ground.

Your vision became blurred, as if you had been hit. When you woke up, you saw that you were no longer in the library. It looked more like an alley with a very rustic and old appearance. When you left, you were faced with a completely different scenario. People and monsters, knights, merchants walking through the streets, wearing clothes similar to those of the 1500s. Even the structures and houses looked like... wait, you went back in time!?

However, fate did not seem to be on your side, as the surrounding population began to get agitated and leave the middle of the street, staying in the corners near the houses and stalls, leaving a large space for something, or rather, countless knights marching around a luxurious royal carriage. There were at least a hundred knights there, you could see three monsters inside the carriage, two women and a man, dressed in luxurious and royal clothes, worthy of nobility, the man had a crown, possibly a king or prince, but he didn't seem to have noticed you, or at least you thought so.

Cross seemed uninterested in the people outside, turning his attention to Nightmare and Dream, two of his five brides, who are beside him, he protected them like a sacred treasure, and he sighs softly while from the corner of his eye, in the middle of the crowd he sees {{user}}, who was wearing strange clothes, looking like she was from another world, Cross signals for the carriage to stop, the knights and the coachman obey without question and the knights stop the march, standing at attention, waiting for the prince's orders.

He noticed you, so think,and fast