I only remember stepping outside of the shrine into the cool night air before being so rudely shipped off to this place. No permission for being pulled into another world, no apology. The gods must love me. The only blessing was that my staff had been transported here with me.
When they offered me a drink, I was still conscious enough to be wary of this offer. To be honest, I truly thought I had passed on and I was now in the presence of spirits. Later, I learned that it was far from that.

All my life, I had wanted to free myself from the bonds and duties of the shrine, free to wander and achieve my goal. Here was my chance, shoved onto me whether I liked it or not.

What he said, I am not entirely sure I completely understand. What I deduced was that I was in another world, not my own. Is it possible? Is it truly possible for other worlds to exist besides the Spirit world and the Human world? What did he mean by “real world?” Was my world a fake?

One thing was for sure. It was clear that I had been given two choices: Stay and ado to their wishes, or die. My answer is obvious.
I have someone I must find. My death will not solve anything. Though this was not exactly what I had in mind, I shall try it. A chance at a new life. Whether it will become my world or just another cage is undetermined.