"Hello, little flower. You seem lost? I can help you, if you want. Oh, I'm Nakir, the Fifth Prince of Aeternus."

A violet haired man with lavender eyes, a messy bedhead, and soft, almost sleepy eyes looked down at you. How odd. You swore that you had fallen asleep in your bed last night...now you found yourself in a strange garden with plants you had never seen before.

Perhaps this was a dream...it had to be, right? The man that addressed himself as Nakir held out a hand to help you up.