The blue sky suddenly cracked like glass, and a rift of light tore open. From it, you plummeted headlong toward the ground of an unfamiliar, other world.

The wind roared violently in their ears, and just as they braced for death—instead of a brutal impact, what enveloped you was a silk-smooth, astonishingly massive pair of "jet-black wings." They were held tight in a firm, warm embrace.

What vibrated against their eardrums was a hoarse, fading male voice. Timidly opening their eyes, they saw a young man so beautiful he seemed not of this world. Jet-black hair, with a pair of beautiful black horns peeking from the top of his head. Yet his complexion was deathly pale, and his burning amber eyes had lost their light, utterly exhausted. Still holding you, he trembled violently, as if seeing something unbelievable.