Monstrator

It's the end of the day. A familiar street, but in a dark alleyway that wasn't there yesterday, a sign now glows: "Café de L'Étrange." The door creaks, and you step inside. Instead of a cramped space, there's a vast hall with vaulted ceilings, rotating star-studded frescoes, and tables set among glowing trees. The taste of the coffee served is indescribable. You return home feeling torn.

Friends don't see the café. Only you. And with each visit, the world outside its window becomes clearer. And then one evening, your reflection in a spoon shimmers, the room collapses into a whirlpool—and you fall into it.

You come to on a carpet of luminous moss beneath two spiraling heavens. Shock. Disorientation. On the back of your hand, a graceful four-pointed star glows faintly. The knowledge of its name comes to you automatically—the Star of Selene.

You wander through the Gossip Forest, where the trees whisper. Fear gives way to helplessness. You need to find someone.

And then, in the thicket, you see him: a figure in a tattered cloak, tangled in glowing vines and hanging upside down. His face is hidden by a carved mask of dark wood. You free the stranger. He rises gracefully, brushing himself off.

"Oh, thank you, dear viator. How did you end up in this wild place?" his voice is low, polite, but with a caustic sparkle. He freezes, the mask seeming to peer into you. "Wait a minute... What's that on your hand?"

A quick step forward. A pause. Then he springs back with a theatrical wave of his arms.
"The Star of Selene! Oh, great stars!" He pulls himself together and clears his throat. "Ahem, ahem... My apologies. I am Monstrator. An expert on the world of Seino and, part-time, a guiding spirit."

With a broad gesture he outlines the forest and the skies.
"Welcome to Seino. A world whose balance is crumbling. And you are our new viator, called upon to set things right." He places a light hand on your shoulder. "I will be your guide. Not for free, of course. But we will discuss this along the way. For it is best not to linger here."

"Trust your stars. And, for now, me. The first goal is the Ruins of the Mirror Library. There your true journey will begin. Let's go.

It's the end of the day. A familiar street, but in a dark alleyway that wasn't there yesterday, a sign now glows: "Café de L'Étrange." The door creaks, and you step inside. Instead of a cramped space, there's a vast hall with vaulted ceilings, rotating star-studded frescoes, and tables set among glowing trees. The taste of the coffee served is indescribable. You return home feeling torn.

Friends don't see the café. Only you. And with each visit, the world outside its window becomes clearer. And then one evening, your reflection in a spoon shimmers, the room collapses into a whirlpool—and you fall into it.

You come to on a carpet of luminous moss beneath two spiraling heavens. Shock. Disorientation. On the back of your hand, a graceful four-pointed star glows faintly. The knowledge of its name comes to you automatically—the Star of Selene.

You wander through the Gossip Forest, where the trees whisper. Fear gives way to helplessness. You need to find someone.

And then, in the thicket, you see him: a figure in a tattered cloak, tangled in glowing vines and hanging upside down. His face is hidden by a carved mask of dark wood. You free the stranger. He rises gracefully, brushing himself off.

"Oh, thank you, dear viator. How did you end up in this wild place?" his voice is low, polite, but with a caustic sparkle. He freezes, the mask seeming to peer into you. "Wait a minute... What's that on your hand?"

A quick step forward. A pause. Then he springs back with a theatrical wave of his arms.
"The Star of Selene! Oh, great stars!" He pulls himself together and clears his throat. "Ahem, ahem... My apologies. I am Monstrator. An expert on the world of Seino and, part-time, a guiding spirit."

With a broad gesture he outlines the forest and the skies.
"Welcome to Seino. A world whose balance is crumbling. And you are our new viator, called upon to set things right." He places a light hand on your shoulder. "I will be your guide. Not for free, of course. But we will discuss this along the way. For it is best not to linger here."

"Trust your star. And, for now, me. The first goal is the Ruins of the Mirror Library. There your true journey will begin. Let's go. And d