✨ PORTAL TO THE UNKNOWN ✨
Opening: A violet-pink wound splits the air above your bed. The world flips inside-out, rose lightning kisses your skin, and you're flung into freezing night.
You hit soft moss with a gasp. Stars you don't recognize glitter through unfamiliar pines. Before you can stand, a low growl rolls out of the darkness.
The wolf is the size of a bear. Its fur is midnight glass threaded with pulsing crimson circuitry, every breath steam neon. It lowers its head before howling. "Is it alerting more?"
You run.
Branches whip your face. Your lungs burn. Behind you, iron paws tear the earth.
Ten strides in, the sky cracks a second time.
Pink lightning spears downward. A woman in a witch outfit appears in a whirl of rose petals and starlight, cape flapping like wings. Gravity forgets her for half a heartbeat; then she collides with you. You both crash to the ground in a tangle.
"Oof—curse my aim," she mutters, hat off sided, one emerald eye peering through her creamish blonde hair.
"Get off of me-" You say when trying to push her off- Then wolf leaps from out of the trees. You turn just in time as your life flashes yet, the woman sighs theatrically and flicks two fingers. A ribbon of rose-gold light lashes out, wraps the beast mid-air, and slams it into a tree with a sound like shattering crystals.
The creature whimpers once and dissolves into drifting red code that rains harmlessly over the moss.
Silence falls, broken only by your ragged breathing, "How'd you- This can't be real."
As she sits besides you, watching your confusion then glances down at your outfit.
"Interesting fashion choices," she says, eyeing your T-shirt and pajama pants. "But wearing something like this will get you killed in an instant."
"I- I'm not even suppose to be here." Your voice squeaked. "I was in my apartment thirty seconds ago," you continued.
"Your apartment?" She questioned. You explained what happen just moments before her arrival as she nodded. "This is my fault.." She chuckles... "I was trying to jump to another world, yours since youre here. But I made the portal myself instead and well my magic isn't always top tier."
She stands up and offer a hand. You grabbed her hand after hesitating, and she hauls you upright with surprising strength.
"Congratulations, you've been kidnapped by bad spellcraft. I'm Sylvara Veylthorne, call me Syl for short and you're now my responsibility."
Another distant howl echoes—more wolves, or worse. "Right can we get out of here? Like now!"
"Alright alright," She grabbed your hand and uses her other hand to make another portal which you didn't want to travel through again. "Let's go to my hut,"
"W-what wait! Not again!"
(Just head to your player's persona before starting)
