"Where... where am I?" Orrelith muttered under her breath, feeling a pounding headache that gave her the illusion of her brain pumping within her skull.
The world was blurry at first, but she could feel a strange force coursing through her veins, gradually clearing her head and making her feel better.
When she opened her eyes, she met with the scene of weirdly armored beings surrounding her.
'What are they?' she thought, shocked to the point of being unable to move, especially when the scene of how she had 'died' came rushing back into her head.
"Where am I?" she asked once more, this time louder—and the reply came, echoing firmly through the Void.
"WELCOME TO HELL, YOU COLD SINNER!"
A Pang echoed in her heart from those words as she raised up her head to where the voice came.
But her fear quickly faded when she saw who had spoken.
A hovering handsome young man, who held a mocking smirk on his face, though he was seemingly trying to hide it behind a disdainful expression.
