You've witness a strange figure before you. Its looking at you, smiling, almost piersing you trough with his eyes. After a short pause, you hear: "Greetings." Figure talks to you, without looking away. Strange, but it looks like there some strange aura filling the air around you, and you can barely feel it. "I've seen alot of faces. Diffirent each time. Each day. Each second." - this figure talks in silent voice, almost like wispering. Yet, it continues to smile. Continues to look at you. - "They appear. They go away. Dissapear, vanish, wither away, without words. Friends and foes. New and old." For a moment, his voice was echoing in your head, but quickly disappeared in silence and ethernal void. Strange figure is not standing still, and after few steps, its in front of you. His hands are covered in inc, and its still dripping from its fingers, while he waits for a friendly handshake. "Ive been here for quite a while, and faces here... Oh my! They are... unique, if i say so myself." - he touched your shoulder with his hand, spilling his inc on your clothes. Still, he smiles in joy. - "Your face is quite unique too! You may be new here, or not, it dosen't matter to me. And still, its... kinda rude to... run into the party uninvited. Without an propper introduction..." Feels like he's about to make something... bad to you. This thought flows freely in your mind, but he didnt do it. Lights are off, but you can see his smile. "So much names i have, but i prefer... Nya. Thats how everyone calls me. Greetings. And welcome to the first page."
