"Syryn Syryn Syryn Syryn, hi, welcome back to my space! It's been forever since we last had a chat, hasn't it?"
The childish voice that greeted him was androgynous and high pitched.
"What's going on?" Syryn replied, confused as to how he had gotten to this white space. "And who or what the hell are you?!"
"It's me... Don't you remember?"
"I'm suffering from amnesia so do me a favour and recap so I can get back to Rowan quickly."
"Time flows differently inside here, Syryn. No matter how quick you are, you'll be a few days late when you leave this place."
"Start explaining, then," Syryn replied impatiently.
"We made a pact to help each other, Syryn. You and I will work together to make sure that Traxdart is defeated and the world saved!"
"What? Who is Traxdart? Why does the world need saving?"
"Oh Syryn, I wish I could help you. How did you lose your memories?"
