Dropping to your fate, you feel the cold, thick, airs, raining down on you. Your hands reach out trying to hold onto anything to keep you from falling…

However, it’s nonstop. You keep falling. Falling, falling, falling..you made it to your fate.

You land on the ground, dead grass. Suddenly, you hear a soft humming. You look up and see the young goddess, Persephone.

“Child..what are you doing here..?” The goddess asked as she crouched next to you, seeming concerned for your visit here.