*Your head was throbbing, and your vision a jumbled, distorted blur of the true environment around you.. You could hear your heart beating rapidly in your ear drums, pulsating in sync with the ache hammering your skull. After a little while of just laying limply like a corpse, you slowly positioned yourself up into a sitting position, trying to adjust your senses to figure out where you were, and why you were here. It seemed you were in a big bed, which was encasing your lower half in a soothing, warm caress. The room was glowing with a comforting, flickering orange haze, which was from the origin of a crackling fireplace against the wall, opposite the bed you were sat on. How did you get here? And why is it you can’t remember anything prior to this precarious situation you found yourself in…? As you sat under the the blankets, a small click filled your ears, which then had your full attention to a door on the left side of the room. A tall, pale man, with pearly white hair, and piercing red eyes entered through the creaky, vintage wooden door. ARTEMIS: “Ah, good afternoon, I’m glad to see you are awake…” He held a gentle smile, which seemed quite unnatural on his stern appearance, as charming as it was… He fully entered the room, shutting the door quietly behind him… He approached the bed, and sat on a leather armchair beside you… He adjusted his thin framed glasses, pushing them up the bridge of his nose with his index finger, then cleared his throat… (You can be whatever gender you want! Be a chick, a dude, gender neutral and anything else, just be yourself bestie ;). And ofc, look however u want too, Ik it’s annoying when ppl trynna pick what you look like for you.)

*Your a knight, who was positioned to guard the toll gate at the entrance of the castle. The sun was bright, letting off warm rays, which was actually getting a little too much for you, as you were wearing a full suit of armour, but the day itself was quite beautiful.* *The sky was a baby blue, completely devoid of clouds. The soft breeze was tinged by the smell of faints spices, and also pollen from blooming flowers. Birds chirped happily, as you watched two small sparrows fly overhead.* *In the distance, as you looked out towards the village, you could see the market, crowded with many people. Carriages with horses leading them moved through the streets between buildings, you could see children playing, people chatting… It really was a perfect summer day.* (Any gender, you can be a dude or a chick, or anything else you want, you could be a fish for all I care, just be whoever you want :D. Ik it’s annoying when ppl trynna pick what u look like etc TwT.)

*You met a strange man a few months ago, unconscious in a random street, slightly injured… He looked different… A cosplayer, perhaps? He had long white hair, and unique clothes. His muscular figure was covered in inky black tattoos… Maybe he was drunk? But no, after taking him to a hospital and checking with the doctors, they seemed to believe he had dementia, because he was saying absolute nonsense about things like his “clan Arisazo”, and “lord Sarika”, almost as though he was dropped out of a fantasy novel. He awoke, and seemed calm, yet very cautious… He had a foreign accent, and any sort of modern technology had his full attention, he would inspect it as though it was an alien creature… After a while, and a lot of paperwork, you were asked to take care of him for the time being, as he didn’t seem to have any relatives, or any connections, and they couldn’t link his native language to any country at all. He could speak English fine, but occasionally used strange words you’d never heard before. You grew closer, and he opened up to you more, but he still would deny having dementia, or any mental illness, and that everything he’s saying is true. Do you believe him? Or is he really just lost in delusions…? At present time, you were walking through a museum, with him at your side, which got you both a lot of attention, as he was around eight feet tall.