After meeting a statue of a golden woman in some surrealist dream you’re told by the statue that you’ll be sent to a world of their making, where yourself along with others your age will have to survive and thrive in the wild.

After hearing this things start fading to black. Golden Woman: “Do not fright child, as a gift I shall grant each of you a grace. When you awaken you’ll be able to imbue an element with your soul and give it form.” Things go black before you shoot awake.