Nothing else out of the ordinary here... A man dressed in a black coat continued to walk around the ruins of an old fort, looking for something. The whole time he felt something odd in the atmosphere, something that felt… unfamiliar. With dust flying all over the place and the sun from the windows being the only light source, it got progressively harder to survey the area. There was nothing of interest he could find on the main and upper floor. He proceeded to make his way downstairs. The feeling was getting stronger; he knew he was on the right track. He drew his revolver and pointed ahead of him as he slowly making his way down the stairs. There were no enemies throughout his investigation, but there was no reason to not keep a watchful eye out for possible ambushes. The cellar was dark, as expected, but he saw a faint glow coming from a corner. He slowly made his way into what looked to be a storage area; he slowly lowered his weapon and returned it to its holster after finding something odd.

"I found it." He spoke into an earpiece as he stepped forward to the odd structure.

"What can you tell me about the object?" Someone spoke on the other end.

"I'm getting energy readings from this structure. This has to be the source of the anomalous activity."

"Yes, I can see the charts, but what IS the object in question? I can't exactly see anything from my end." From his view, it was too dark, and the view was too blurry, the poor resolution of the screen made it difficult as to ascertain the situation. Then again it's in a cellar, so the signal is going to be weak anyway.

The man examined the structure. "It appears to be a gate."

"A gate?"

"Yeah." He paced around. The structure in question was a gate and an orange colored one at that. The gate itself had an arch-like structure, and it had some peculiar patterns to it. Unlike everything else he had seen, it stood out from its surroundings. It stood tall, free of scratches and dust, and it was glowing brightly despite sunlight having no way of lighting the area. Examining it more closely, it had a smooth texture, it had to be made of some kind of metal as there is no way to make something this smooth with rocks. He explained the details to the person on the other end of the line.

"Ah… Well, you could've explained its appearance in better detail so I could have visualized It." he chuckled.

"I'm not exactly an architect professor." The man responded in a serious tone. He walked up to it and placed his hand on the door. He immediately felt something course through his body, the same energy the gate was radiating made its way to him. The sudden feeling hit him hard, causing him to stumble back. "Whoa!"

"Everything alright?"

"Y-Yeah…" He responded. What was that just now? He thought. He got up as he looked at the gate once more. Questions began to flood into his head as curiosity took over. What is this gate? Where did it come from? More importantly, where does it go?

The area began to rumble and boxes began to topple off of their shelves, countless objects dropped to the floor, adding more noise. As this was happening, the gate began to slowly open, that same energy he felt from it began to hit him like a gale-force wind. He kept his feet firmly planted on the ground so as to not to fly away. Inside, it was hard to tell what was in it as the view was obscured by a bright light.

"What's going on there? The readings are going off the charts!" The professor exclaimed.

"I don't know!"

Out of nowhere, a voice began to echo throughout the room.

James…

"Who's there?" Identify yourself!" The man shouted. There was no one he could find, all he could see was the gate. "Did you catch that?"

"Catch what? I didn't hear anything."

He clutched his head, trying to shake off that feeling. "I swear someone was calling out to me…"

The professor chuckled. "Really? You must be imagining things."

Was it all in my head? It has to be that gate. "I'm going in to see what's on the other side."

"Hold on James! You're not properly equipped for an expedition yet!"

"I know. But, I need to examine this a little further. You needed more information about this anomaly right?"

"Yes but-" Their conversation was cut off by the sound of static. "James! Respond!" Nothing came out on the other end. "Blast! Not again." He slammed his hands on his desk. He sighed. "I may as well put some information together for evidence." He began to type on a separate computer as he put what little evidence he was able to gather.

…

Nothing.

There was nothing he could see but the color black. An empty void was the only thing that surrounded him. He couldn't feel or see anything. Not even himself.

What's going on? Am I Dead?, He wondered. No... It can't be. He was floating amidst the void, there was no light to be found. His senses felt numb, he knows for a fact that he didn't die, so the only other possibility was that he was in some sort of dream or vision. If it was, then this was one weird dream.

Suddenly, a bright light began to shine in the distance, lighting up the darkness around him. A deep, booming voice was heard from the light.

"I am Lucius… God of the Gate…" The voice echoed throughout the empty space.

He recognized the voice as the one calling out to him from before. A God… what is going on?

The voice continued.

"James… Beyond this gate a new source of power awaits you…"

The fact that the entity knew his name struck him as odd, and the sudden appearance caught James off guard. Before he could try to grasp the situation, four silhouettes formed in front of him, one red, yellow, blue and green. The supposed "God" said nothing else after that, leaving him to stare at the silhouettes . Do I have to choose from these four? He wondered. I guess I have no choice…

He looked to the red one first. This looked like a male with spiky, wavy hair, wielding what appeared to be a great sword. The voice explained, "Believers of potential, with a passionate heart of fire."

He turned to the yellow next; it had wildly spiky hair, more so than the previous one. It wielded a form of broadsword. "Warriors of justice, with a strikingly honest heart of thunder."

Next was the blue figure. This one was female, with long flowing hair and what appeared to be a bow on her head. She wielded a long sword. "Seekers of the truth, with a crystal clear heart of water"

He faced the last figure, the green one. This was a male individual, like the previous ones he had spiky hair, but not wavy like the first one, nor was it wild like the second. He held a spear. "Bearers of hope, with a healing heart of earth."

Then there was silence. It was time to choose. He didn't know why, he simply had to pick one out of the four candidates. He looked to the red silhouette, he felt like he could somewhat relate to him, so he silently pointed to chose him.

The four silhouettes disappeared, and the voice returned once more. "Make that power yours, and use it to bring peace to this world… I have sent a guide who shall aid you on your quest…"

How did it know my name? What gate is he talking about? What's happening? Who is this "guide?"

These thoughts were flooding his mind. He wanted to ask, but no voice came through. Before he could try to grasp the situation, the light began to shine even brighter, the once dark void filling up with blinding light. It was blinding, and he couldn't keep his eyes open. In an instant, everything became dark again, same as before.