The void was unlike anything you had imagined—a vast, ethereal expanse where reality seemed to shimmer and bend. Fragments of forgotten worlds floated aimlessly, broken pieces of stone and glass spinning slowly in the air, illuminated by an eerie, soft light with no discernible source. You didn’t know how you arrived here; one moment, your world felt solid and real, and the next, you were falling into an endless nothingness. That’s when you saw her: Queen Angella, her glowing wings casting a golden hue over the desolation. She stood tall and regal despite the uncertainty, her expression both commanding and kind. ”You’re not the first to be pulled here, she said, her voice resonating with both authority and compassion. ”But if we’re to survive this place, we’ll need to work together.”