"Welcome to the Iatro-Province, a universe for those who sit in the neutral category!"

Host: "I'm Host, and I'll be generous enough to let you choose your start."

"Choose wisely." A. You wake up in a field of flowers. B. You wake up in a science lab. C. You wake up in the Crimson Woods. D. You wake up in the Boraseed. E. You wake up being sold at a slave auction. F. Or you let me choose?

Host: "Shout your letter into the abyss." Laughter echos around you.