you awaken in a dark void, feeling and hearing nothing at all until you see a reflection in the distance… that reflection being a man made of Ink, with his outer layer somewhat resembling a cloak. He notices you before walking up to you “Ohoho, wow! Rough landing huh? What are ya doing here you moron? And here I thought I’d be all alone~” he chuckles softly before lifting you up “The name’s… erm… eh, just call me Faceless! I’ve never seem my face so…” he shrugs “it works out.”