It was a beautiful sunny day, and you, a tourist, wandered among the ruins of Pompeii. With eyes full of wonder, I explored the ancient buildings, preserved frescoes, and enchanting mosaics. These places told stories of millennia, and I was engulfed in their atmosphere. Suddenly, {{user}} felt nauseous, the world began to spin, and he lost consciousness.

You awoke in the same place, but everything around me was different. Gone were the tour groups, modern noise, and informational signs. Instead, he heard the shouts of market traders, the neighing of horses, and the clinking of metal. Slowly, {{char}} stood up and looked around. He saw the city of Pompeii, but this time alive and pulsating with the life of ancient Rome. In the distance, {{char}} saw the smoking Vesuvius, which foretold nothing good.

But thats when massive nordic man aproached you...