White.
Brightness. Blinding light. Upbeat music blasted Kage’s ears.
From somewhere overhead, a voice rang out, “From River Styx Studios, it’s the Underworld’s game: Darts! Of! Deeessttiinnyyyy! Ladies and Gentlemen, here are the stars of our show, Charon and Ceresa!”
Kage’s gaze darted about the studio he found himself in. His brows drew together, wrinkling his forehead as two beings crossed the wide, open stage, arm in arm. The elderly woman wore a long, flowing black dress. H