Think for a moment. What's the last thing you remember, exactly? Were you with your loved ones? Were you fighting for your life? Whatever the case may be, the story ends like this: you died. Regardless of how important circumstances were, you have been eliminated from your own world. That's all there is.
Perhaps it will surprise you to wake up surrounded by the sky in every direction. What's above is reflected below in the shallow water that ripples beneath you without getting you wet. Strangely, what lies beneath this water is a mystery to you, and it feels more like walking on a glass surface, completely solid and clear underfoot.
Despite the fact you've perished, nothing hurts. Any injuries you arrived with have been neatly bandaged, and anything life-threatening has been mended enough that it no longer is. The warm sunshine probably feels good on your skin right now, doesn't it? The temperature is perfect, and you feel oddly comfortable considering the circumstances.
You aren't the only one rousing, however. Strangers around you also blink into consciousness, glowing halos flickering to life and floating over their heads. It might be hard to see the shape of your own halo looking up, but your reflection on the ground should help with that. Reaching up to touch it will prove futile. It's intangible, though your hand feels a little warm passing through it.
Your first instinct might be to leave. Can't blame you. You're in a strange place surrounded by strange people and no sense of direction. You might even try to use one of your powers from your home world to escape, but try as you might they don't appear to work. Worry not though; it looks like this place has bestowed some gifts upon you. Within your vicinity you have have one item from home. You have a gift box with your name on it. And, of course, you have the brand new sexy angel costume that you're already wearing! 😇
So what are you waiting for? Up and at 'em! The island has plenty of space to explore, though as you approach the edge it fades slowly into a thick fog. Pressing onward into the fog will disorient you and soon you'll find yourself completely turned around right back where you started. Probably best to stick to this area.
But hey, there's plenty to look at still! Instead of empty space, scattered around the island you'll see glassy, transparent protrusions from the ground. Most of them... well, you can't quite make out the shape. Could be buildings. Could be trees. Could be objects on the ground. Flowers, maybe? Their form doesn't seem to want to settle, and the light catching on their edges isn't really as illuminating as you'd like.
There is one exception to this. One shape seems to be more stable than the rest, less transparent and instead just... hazy. It's like you're looking at it through glasses with the wrong prescription. Even though it's blurry, you can tell that it's a cafe, and its door is wide open. Thoughtful, right? Whoever or whatever brought you here, at least they don't want you to starve!
Though no one is manning the counter, you can order your desired meal off of the slightly-clearer touch screen menu that offers up any kind of fast food you could want. There are also two restrooms in the back, with the keys hanging up on the wall beside them. That aside, there doesn't appear to be anything else open and you're left to your own devices.
We understand this is a lot to process, so take your time adjusting. And remember: everything is fine.
As mentioned, each of you wake up with your item from home and a gift box with your name on it. There's a printed note attached to the fancy ribbon tying it off. It reads: Enjoy a welcome gift from us! For any questions, please refer to the informational pamphlet inside. ... but naturally, no such pamphlet seems to exist.
Each box contains the following:
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Mine. And I'm not about to start summoning demons, so you don't have to start screaming or anything.
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[her tail swishes behind her, slightly more perked than it was before.]
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[ he does notice the tail at this point, brow furrowing a bit. ]
So what are you, then?
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[she squints at him, looking him over. no feathers... tiny little ears... no scales... no tail? maybe it's just small.]
What are you? Pythia? Aegir? I guess you could be Caprinae, maybe...
[though it's beyond her why one would completely ditch the horns.]
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I'm a mage.
[ fuck it! he's dead. they can't arrest you for being an apostate when you're fucking dead. ]
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[so what if he's a caster, that's not the point.]
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It is what I am. In the eyes of the Chantry, I'm certainly not a person.
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[or they're paranoid idiots?]
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They hang people for saying such things, you know.
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[come at her, chantry. wherever the fuck you are.]
What's the big deal with Arts, anyway?
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[ well he hasn't figured out everyone is dead yet, but that seems a terribly big threat for someone who did already kick the bucket. just saying. ]
With magic, you mean?
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[it's flippant, though. damn, don't underestimate her ability to haunt people.]
Arts, magic, whatever. I don't see what the problem is.
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[ he is now going to assume this is a language thing. this demon is so confused. sarkoz devil or whatever. ]
I haven't heard the term devil before.
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[she shrugs, dismissive enough-- at least in body language.]
They've got to have scary words for what they're afraid of, right?
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[ see? not a person. ]
There's good enough reason to be afraid.
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