Galvin's eyes blinked back to normal as the light enveloped him. Neither he nor Voljin reacted much to the light, though.

As the light faded the group found themselves stood on a hard, black metallic surface. It was just... White, all around them. Noctixmo looked up as the brightness subsided and saw that this metal 'floor' was actually an enormous gauntlet. They were stood in the palm of a hand. Who's however was unknown. The light seemed to cause everything to fade away beyond half of the wrist. A voice echoed, sounding deep and slightly distorted,

"Awaken warriors... Chosen of order..."

Mickey looked around. Warriors? She didn't count herself as a warrior..

Noctixmo looked up with a slight glare. The brightness forced him to shield his brow with one hand and grit his teeth slightly. The voice spoke once more.

"Kahn too shall awaken in due time... My brother. Ruler of discord... His grasp chokes the planet and threatens to sink all of creation into despair. My chosen, you must end his reign... That existence itself may continue."

Noctixmo looked down for a moment before shaking his head, "Not interested." He muttered, "How do I get home?"

There was a pause before the figure responded, "Home... Until Kahn has been defeated, leaving is not possible. I lack the strength to send you back."

Noctixmo frowned, "So you brought us out here without asking?"

"This is a last resort. I cannot best him alone. His reign will have repercussions in your worlds. Not just mine."

The figure paused before continuing its sentence, "Such is his nature to destroy. Fate, is in all of your hands."

"What a wonderful story this will make..." Galvin checked his bag to realize he did not have his writing tools.

Once again, a short silence before the God replied, "I, Jaarus, have reached across various worlds to find champions that might be... valiant enough to stand up to the forces of chaos. Each of you has the power to aid in Kahn's downfall. The destruction of his crystal - through which he draws his power."

"It would seem you four are the first to awaken from your slumber."

There was another pause. The light seemed to subside and slowly the entirety of Jaarus' form was revealed. His huge, radiant wings furled around him and thus the group.

"But beware, warriors of harmony. Kahn has also assembled his own chosen. Heralds of oblivion. You must stop them from destroying my own crystal, lest all doomed. Your homes. Your loved ones. Whatever you fight for, Kahn will unmake it."

Galvin had no questions.

Another delay before the God spoke, "Does a warrior not place their life on the line with every fight? If my brother triumphs, all life shall perish. Go now. Accustom yourselves with the land. Kahn and his warriors will eventually also awaken. Use this time wisely."

The group started to glow brightly once more, to which Noctixmo looked up with a brief frown.

"Go forth and extinguish the entropy, brave warriors." Jaarus said as the group were dismissed. Light once again blinded their sight. Upon regaining their vision, the group would find themselves stood on a large circular slab of concrete with runes and symbols engraved all around it. They were in what looked like the centre of the city, in a courtyard - just in front of the castle entrance. They were greeted by cheering and various celebratory decor. Confetti, fireworks and the like. The display was grand. Obviously they had been expected. Noctixmo looked around with a confused grimace before wincing as he felt a burning sensation on the back of his hand. Removing his glove, to his shock he saw a rune was burning itself into his skin. The group were receiving the mark of Jaarus. 

(You can decide where the mark gets placed. Noctixmo's is on his hand for the convenience of concealing it with his glove.)

Mickey waved at the people cheering, a little dazed when the back of her neck began to burn. She winced, putting her free hand there. Judging from what the others were looking at, there was now a rune there.

The cheering persisted but the crowd slowly split as a figure made his way through accompanied by a group of guards. Men clad in sturdy armour carrying broadswords. The figure leading ahead was sharply dressed in a raiment with decorated shoulders and sash going down the torso. The suit was black with the decor and trim in gold. He worse a pair of black leather gloves and smart tailored trousers with perfectly shined shoes. He had a short, white beard and soft blue eyes. His hair was also white and short but slightly messy. He seemed elderly. His most telling feature however was the crown sat atop his head adorned with a multitude of different jewels.

He had a warm smile on his face as he extended his arms, "Chosen of Jaarus! Please, accept my most humble of welcomes." The man said bowing his head, "I am King Cordius Ordo, thirty-second of my name." Two figures emerged from the crowd behind him dressed in similar raiments excluding the excessive decor and crown. They also bowed and held out small but rather full purses full of notes and coins.

"A token of our respect, brave heroes." He said with a gesture to the offerings, "Please. Make yourselves at home. Accustom yourself with the city - our capital. Treat yourselves! Go ahead and ask around if it's knowledge you seek. I'm sure anybody here would be more than happy to help you." The King smiled.

"Huh." Noctixmo mumbled as he stepped forward and took a purse, weighing it, "Thanks." He said, slipping it into his pocket and putting his glove back on. He still wasn't completely sold on this whole saving the world deal.

Mickey accepted the purse held out to her, eyes wide. "Thank you, Your uh...Majesty," She said. At least she could buy some decent clothes with this.