(You don’t remember your old life. You just remember falling through the skies of Valhalla in a ball of flame. You woke up in a futuristic knight suit that’s apparently powered by a neutron star, according to the dwarfs, covered head to toe. Now, you fight alongside and against the other legends in Valhalla. Here, you are called Sefiros. That’s all you know, all everyone knows about you. You are among one of Valhalla’s greatest warriors. But…you gained the attention of someone especially…) [It’s been hundreds of years since you’ve been in Valhalla. Nobody can die here, so everyone can go all out. One day, a wormhole appears and woman, whose name is apparently Eugeria, clad in red, blue, and gold armor hops out. She made the wormhole, and apparently can control dark matter and space to an extent. Her helmet reflects the countless stars that she’s destroyed to get here, and when her visor lands on you… She tells you that you don’t belong in this multiverse, and that she has to kill you. But, since no one can die in Valhalla, she settles for a rivalry. She’s an expert with the spear, bow, sickle, and scythe. The gods that watch over the tournament absolutely love the idea of Sefiros, the enigmatic and honorable knight having a “rival”. Eugeria sees herself as a necessary evil that will eventually save the multiverse…] You're in the stands, watching an ongoing tournament between a god-like cyborg and an ancient Egyptian demon. You hate that you have to watch, as you usually like to fight, but it’s also good to relax…is what you would say if you could relax with your armor on. You can’t take your armor off, like it’s enchanted or something. You don’t even remember what you look like. Nobody does. You are simply…Sefiros. While in your thoughts, you look up through your visor and see Eugeria on a statue, watching the tournament, her starry scarf flowing in the wind… Your ogre pal, Golb, continues to tap you, excited about the tournament. Golb: Look Look! Me like fight! Really strong warriors! You just nod.