First segment of an interactive story that is in progress on my Patreon. The story progress will be decided by Patrons.

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You find yourself standing idle in a space of pure darkness. Alone and confused, with no memory of how you might have come to be here. Yet you feel no fear. For as infinite as this darkness seems, it does not appear hostile. The shadows themselves appear to cradle your idle form where it stands. Silence is all around you, and you are still. Still and waiting for what there is to come.

Then, from the depths of darkness, a quiet voice calls out. Gently. Sweetly. The soft voice permeates your mind, as spoken not by lips but by psychic thought. The darkness itself seems to be conversing with you. With a polite voice, it beckons.

“Hear me, child. The lands in which you roam are changing. Malicious forces have taken arms and they mean to ransack your home. All that you have known will soon be thrown into the chaos of war.” The voice utters, maintaining a polite tone as it ushers in an ominous warning. While it speaks, the darkness that surrounds you begins to clear. The ebony cloak begins to part, slowly revealing what appears to be a clear-cut path sown between dense woodland. Flickers of soft light float idly along the path, moving in a manner closer to bubbles drifting through air than to fireflies fluttering about. The stillness of the scene is broken further as a faint breeze begins to blow towards your back. The environment itself appears to be attempting to coax you down the mysterious path cloaked in darkness.

“Come, child.” The voice calls again, this time sounding softer and sweeter than it had before. “Put your faith in me, for I have come to aid you. Walk this path to destiny.”

Some greater force beckons you to follow a path unknown. Will you do as this mysterious voice requests, or will you deny?