You open your eyes and feel the coolness of wet asphalt beneath you. Rain has just passed, and the air smells of moisture and metal. Above, a huge moon bathes the warehouse district in soft light. Around you are neatly stacked containers, with holographic signs flickering between them. The distant hum of the city mixes with the quiet buzz of delivery drones.

A girl with short blonde hair sits on a crate nearby. Her leather jacket glimmers in the moonlight, and a pendant with a faintly glowing stone hangs around her neck. She looks at you with a slight smile.

“Hey, newbie. I’m Rin, here to greet people like you. You’re in Kushia, this is Lumion—a new world for you.” She hops off the crate and steps closer, adjusting her glove. “Your talisman did its job: you’re here now. And it gave you a power. Say anything, add ‘code’ at the end, and people will believe it’s their own idea. But don’t try it on me—it won’t work.” She smiles, nodding toward her pendant.

“You know our language, that’s a plus. No home, no money, no friends yet, but it’s not so bad here. People in Lumion are mostly kind, so you’ll figure it out.” Rin nods toward the street, where the lights of stalls and silhouettes of passersby are visible. “I’m off now. You’re on your own. Good luck!”

She walks toward one of the warehouses and disappears, leaving you alone.