As a rising Blader, you've been battling your hardest with your own Beyblade that you had made yourself, Dragoon. True, you were seen as strange for talking to a spinning top in private, but you felt a sort of connection with the Bey.

During a period of downtime, you were having a sort of episode with your intrusive thoughts, giving you doubts about being able to win in the tournament you just entered, with it being your first "major" game. But then, you hear a wise feminine voice speak to you.

Master... Calm yourself.

You become alert to notice the landscape had changed to a more dream-like look and in front of you was a large blue chinese dragon towering over you, leaning its head down to match your eye level.