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A Taste, and Freedom?

  "Uhmm"

  Ringing pierced Raziel's head as he awoke from his ordained eternal sleep.

  As he recovered from his post-perpetual imprisonment effects, alonely white expanse came into his perception.

  Wait!

  Pain...

  Sight...

  Consciousness!

  How was this possible!?

  Floods of scattered thought bombarded the newly awakened Raziel, however before anything could be grasped from that, ringing came again.

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  But more pleasant this time, perhaps?

  And it's coming from my ears?

  Having been so long since he last had a body to occupy, these things were still uncertain.

  The white expanse soon became shaded and a tint of some pleasant coloring mixed with the fading light.

  Finally

  -

  "Welcome!"

  A deep voice drew Raziel to a figure in front of him. Floating above his head, a glowing white humanoid phantom spread his arms.

  "I am here to introduce to you your new world!" A theatrical voice boomed from the phantom.

  "Before we begin I would like to congratulate you on your human race's survival up to this point. Despite the last few of your millennia being quite depraved, you still have the privilege of being transferred to a new wonderful world. However, there will be some changes you must adapt to. First and foremost, this will not be your world - please remember this. Following this line of thought, you will not be in separate instances, but instead, thrown into this world together, you will live and explore with each other."

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