The endless crimson stretches before me, and I find myself wondering why I am here. Shouldn’t I have woken up in my real body by now? Or am I truly dead? I stare blankly at the various crystals before me. My gaze first falls upon the red one, yet it does not shine like the others. The brown, the black, the yellow, and the red—all of them glow either faintly or not at all. Gradually, the crimson hue begins to merge with shades of blue and green. I turn my gaze from the red crystal, shifting between the two. I am unimpressed as the green one challenges the blue light. It feels oddly familiar. My body tenses, a heavy burden weighing on my shoulders, and I fixate on the green crystal.