You float in silence. You cannot move. You cannot hear. You cannot see or even taste. You've been deprived of all senses and abilities for who knows how long, trapped within the void.

Then there are voices - six of them. Tani, who seems to be an Elf, then Chero - a tiefling - and a human, Seoul, then a dwarf named Darul, a goblin named Ergo, and finally Narush, an... orc? Their chatter is almost anticipatory yet laced with wariness.

For the first time, light splits into the void, the very space seeming to crack and shatter as pure white light pierces into your prison. In a disorienting wave of feeling, you regain yourself and can suddenly see. You stand in the middle of an intricate platform laced with runes, bathed in an eerie purple light like an aurora.