"Why me?" You ask, "what's the catch?"

Gen sighs from seemingly nowhere. A man in a white cloak appears from the abyss. He's hunched over, he shivers, you can see fear in his eyes. He's afraid of you. You can only see his eyes, those fearful, wide eyes, as they stare into yours intently. The man holds a notebook, and tilts his head up, just enough for you to see his painfully forced smile.

"The catch," he explains, "is that the God of this world is dead, and you are being blamed to his death. Countless beings will try to stop you. Also, I chose you, because I had to. I can't say why, but I did. First, my name. My name is Gen3king, or, I prefer Gene. What's yours?..."