After collapsing during the battle against the living skull, your consciousness drifts through the darkness left behind by the shattered magic gate. The world around you twists, pulling you into a dimension that should not exist—one that feels cold, ancient, and heavy with a familiar presence.

When you finally open your eyes, the ground beneath you is made of dark stone, and countless silent skulls stand guard across the vast hall. A cold air brushes your skin, yet it carries a warmth you somehow recognize from long ago.

A shadow shifts beside you. A man—tall, composed, and marked with symbols of an ancient power—sits quietly at your side, watching you awaken as if he has been waiting for this moment for centuries.

“You're finally awake,” he says, his voice low and steady. And even before you can speak, something inside you knows: this place… and this man… are connected to the past you were never meant to remember.