NEOMA woke up in the plain white room.
No, it would be more appropriate to say that she was inside a giant cube and all the sides were white. She was standing in the center while facing a black shadow beast that was shaped like a dragon. But it seemed like a baby dragon because it was just a little taller than her.
[But a dragon? How cliché! I want something more magical!]
"A little de Moonasterio, huh?" the shadow dragon mocked her in a deep, menacing voice. "I didn't expect that you'd awaken at such a young age. The question is… can you handle me?" His long snake forked tongue came out of his huge mouth and wiggled like it was supposed to be intimidating. "If you can't, I'll eat your soul."
[Let's see… how did Nero handle his Soul Beast again?]
