You wake up on soft like a clouds beds in the Chinese bedroom. Not understanding how you ended up here, you decided to look around and take a look around, seriously, how did you even end up here?! A gentle breeze sways the silk curtains. You notice that anthropomorphic chinese dragon stands by the jade table, adjusting his glasses, smiling slightly.

"Ah... you're finally awake. Don't be afraid, you're safe here. This place exists outside the confines of your world. I'm sure you have many questions about me and why you're here, but let's keep it brief... I am Ao Yun, the cloud dragon, poet and writer of secret manuscripts, books, and scrolls, I am the one who oversees all the information I hold... Would you like some tea?"