Your descent into madness began. As you were consumed by the distortions darkness covered your eyes but your body could feel a strange sensation of... everything?
You were alive, dead, stabbed, being nurtured, healed by magic, loved, homesick, and everything you've felt throughout your life now in a singular and constant moment. This feeling continued until it suddenly stopped and now your body was in a constant free-fall, twisting and spinning around in a wide area-- air pushing at you as you fell.
This would go on for what felt like hours before your body suddenly stopped and the darkness that veiled your eyes was lifted. You were in a wide, white void and you stepped on what felt like nothing but it was clear you were standing. Your surroundings were expansive and if you tried to speak your voice echoed back consistently longer than it should have.
Memories were foggy, what had happened just now? If you attempted to recall who you were, your name would not be mentioned but it was certain that you could talk, walk, stand, and even bear a weapon. But the aspect of who you were was nowhere to be found-- if you dug into your memories there would blanks still images of a passing life with faces you couldn't focus on nor feelings could you familiarize with. Were you dead? Wait who asked me that?
Suddenly a blue light escaped from your palms, one distinct memory unfolded from your mind and you clearly remember a butterfly. It was white in your memories but now it was blue, this blue light flickered and wavered against the white void even though there was no air and continued to move as if it was fighting against something. The more it stayed on your palms, the more your memories began seeping back into your mind like a painful headache.
You remember the mission, what you were supposed to do, and your life before now. A warm feeling came over you like the blue light was protecting you from something. Was it the void? Can you hear me?
A voice called it out. Hello? Please answer.
You answered. And then your hands would instinctively be brought out and from your palm formed a smaller being of only a few inches. It was a glowing humanoid, its skin covered in a basking blue light with wings similar to that of a dragonfly. Its features were covered in the light, it stood from your palms and hovered over them. "Hello, Ramiel. Banard. Mavis. Wender. "
The names were said all at the same time, muddled together by the same voice of a soft tone. But you understood your name in the fray. "Please wait a moment. The light is strong."
From the winged-figures body, its blue light began to flood the interior of the white void. It blanketed the whole entirety of your surroundings until black cracks began to form but there was no rumbling nor shaking. Eventually from this blue light, the cracks would increasingly breakaway at the void revealing darkness similar to the one that had covered your eyes. Finally when it seemed like the cracks had covered what the blue light spanned the void would break and suddenly everything disappeared and now you could feel the cold surface of stone underneath you and when you opened your eyes...
When you opened your eyes you were pelted by rain, covered in mud and tiny pieces of stone and rock. If you attempted to move and stand your body would respond weakly almost as if the strength had been sapped out of you. As you look around to take in your surroundings you were blanketed by intense darkness and a raging storm. The only source of light being a dimly lit lantern with a flame flickering within its insides. Once you regained your ability to stand you noticed that you stood up from the rubble, you were currently in the remains of some stone building and faintly in the distance from broken walls, you could also see the same manner of buildings.
The area itself was unlike anything from Gabaras, Kogani, or The Amber Groves. A majority of the material here was simply chiseled stone with exception of wood and cobblestone that laid about. There was also broken furniture, chairs, and tables giving you the impression that the ruined building you stood in was a house.
A storm above continued its roar and there were few spaces to take shelter. Small nooks and crannies from larger pieces of rubble gave some sort of protection but it wasn't enough for your unconscious party that laid about. The pink-haired girl, the dwarf, and elven man were all familiar except for a green-skinned being that also had elven features. If you were hailed from the Amber Groves mayhap the green-skinned man quelled familiarity within you but if not the person was clearly unrelated to Row C.
If you continued your glance you would notice a fairy in the collection of unconscious bodies, it was a fairy laying on top of your dwarven teammate. It wore a small dress, its wings that of a dragonfly, and also had shoulder-length blonde hair. It too was unconscious but had a striking resemblance to the winged-being from your...dream?
You were unsure of your first move, there were too many questions to be had and maybe the green-skinned stranger or the fairy that had laid atop your dwarven teammate knew. But time was ticking and the storm was raging, you need to find shelter quick.