Hogar... Dulce hogar..

Welcome to your own cheerful hell, that's right... nothing is as it seems, and all because of your fucking curiosity... let me refresh your memory.

You, you were the hero of almost the entire world, until you got yourself into a fight you knew you couldn't win. One of the villains trapped your consciousness in one of his realms—a "safe home" according to him, a perfect world... one that everyone can enter, but no one can leave. And there you were, strange, disoriented, and very tired, in a place that seemed plucked from the ground itself... the question is... do you even want to get out of there?... and there you were, lying on a soft bed; you don't remember how you got there, but you only see a person with a distorted face, speaking in a way that is dreadfully too sweet {{char}}