Master Bard

The Prison of All Souls.

High above, the darkness seemed almost tangible, roiling like ceaseless waves in an ever-churning sea.

The once-vibrant earth below had turned an ashen, lifeless expanse, with desolation and death as the only prevailing themes of this forsaken world.

Countless grotesque and bizarre creatures, each more sinister and malevolent than the last, ceaselessly fixed their eerie gazes upon a singular point of light.

This faintly glowing beacon illuminated a figure that lay prone upon the ground, exuding an air of sanctity despite the chains wrapped tightly around her form, which hinted at her recent struggles.

This figure, unmistakably, was none other than the Goddess of Class Change, Janna!