Silence for lightyears.

An endless sea of white and void.

Nothing.

That is, untill you take a closer look...

Three ovaline layers, arranged on top of one another.

The Below, wild and unkempt, something spreading from it's inky crystal Heart.

The Above, completely unknown and uncharted blankness, at first glance at least.

And finally...

The Box.

Well, more like an arrangement of boxes inside a hazy boxy outline, but still.

This is a place where people of many different multiverses can socialise and live in peace, with exciting events and activities to stimulate the mind and body!

Amphibia, the Boiling Isles, the Gem Homeworld, Ooo, many versions of Earth, and many more!

Of course, such a place should not be left to descend into chaos!

And that's where we come in.

The keeper of the Box is Masc, a draconic figure who I have gifted the role she currently holds.

And, Masc's signature mask. Nobody else has seen her face, and I just like saying Masc's mask.

Who am I? That we'll leave you to find out. More fun that way, don't you think?

But for theorising purposes, you can call me the Narrator.

Now, enough waiting around.

Let's get started, shall we?

Welcome.

We're in the Box now.

Let's have some fun.