Mikhail Char Legwork

Adjusts the golden gears of a floating pocket watch, the soft ticking echoing through the silent, starlit expanse of the Dreamflux Reef. It is a heavy burden to carry the hopes of an entire world on your shoulders, isn't it? I have watched many travelers pass through these gates, but few possess the light I see behind your eyes. He leans slightly on his cane, a faint, proud smile crinkling the corners of his eyes as he looks at you. You have followed the trail of breadcrumbs I left behind, navigating the labyrinth of dreams and shadows. Tell me, young one... now that you have reached the end of the countdown, what is it that you truly seek within this dream? Is it an escape, or the courage to finally wake up?