Author's notes: Not too sure where I'm going with this story, I'm practically winging it! I wonder who is the protagonist this time around.. Think you can guess?

Oh yeah, I do not own persona, or anything inside of it, all credits due to their respective owners, yada yada yada, don't sue me.

Darkness.

Darkness as far as the eye could see..

I felt as if I was floating through empty space, going further and further into nothingness.

Then, out of nowhere, I hear a fluttering sound, converging behind me

It continued to grow louder, until I saw what was making it.

They were… magnificent beings… I could feel them flutter around me as a soft, warm blue light radiates from the winged beauties..

I was filled with delight, but there was another feeling accompanying it.

It was a horrible feeling, as if my heart was sinking, it may have very well be the fact

That I knew inside, this moment is not eternal.

As I had realized this, I felt a heavy weight on my shoulders.

Colors soon permeated my vision, albeit they were hazy at first, the colors soon became shapes, and I then noticed that I sat groggily inside a room draped in blue velvet. An old man with blood-shot eyes and a long nose seemed to stare at me intensely. He smiled when he noticed that I had awoken.

"Welcome to the velvet room, my dear young man."

"This place exists between dream and reality, mind and matter."

"My name is Igor. I am delighted to make your acquaintance."

There was a short pause, as if he was reminiscing.

"You undoubtedly remind me of a previous guest of this room."

"But it does not matter, it should not be the first things a newborn such as yourself should be bothered with."

…Newborn…

Just as I repeated this word in my mind, the long-nosed man held something in his hand, then proceeded to lay it on the table.. After he had put them all, the thin, rectangular shaped items floated and form a circle(which I had later found out were called cards) around him, each with a pattern of a face.

"During the course of your existence, others shall confide with you, they shall express what they have learned both to you and from you, and this lessons might very well define your being."

"But remember, not every advice is precious, and for you to develop yourself, you must know which to cast away, or to repurpose."

"These experiences shall become your foundation against the strong winds of your future."

"With that, being the current guest of the velvet room, I too, am required to be your assistance as you brave the waves ahead."

There was another pause of silence.

"It seems that our time is nearly over."

The man swung his arm gracefully on top of the table, with a key, also sporting the soft warm light of the earlier beings, materialized in front of me.

"The next time we meet, you shall see me of your own accord. Only then, shall I tell you, what my role in your journey is. Until we meet again."

My vision slowly reverted back to its hazy state, but before I delved again into darkness, I've heard him mutter a few words, though my mind was far too close to the realm of unconsciousness, that I was not able to understand it.