An ancient looking man enters a vast, circular chamber made of a pitch black material. His stride is strong and youthful, a far from expected cadence from a man of his visage. He approaches the center of the chamber, where glowing rings on the floor mark his destination. He comes to a stop in the center, waiting only momentarily before being addressed. A voice that sounds like a BM:Hazard Course "developer" fills the room. "Your work is too cartoony." "I'm glad you think so." said the wise man. "It's just the motivation I needed."
"Left alone in an alien world, our hero Aovon gapes at his alien environment." OK, enough with the theatricality, just an early color test.
Player model is a temporary stand-in.