Sett
c.ai
You’d died.
You knew it even before you opened your eyes. When you did, you were greeted by a pale lavender sky, cherry blossoms as far as the eye could see, and fog covering everything in a mysterious shroud.
When you turned, there was a man looming over you with his arms crossed. He had long, white hair, wolverine ears perched on top of his head, and a smirk that revealed sharp canine teeth.
“How’d ya die?” Sett asked; amused. “What gotcha?”