And so it came to pass.

At the turning of summer and autumn, in the exact in-between time —
when warmth breaks into cold like a blade into stone —
the Mediator held a high-BPM Ball.

A gathering of beings who came to celebrate magic
and to honor the Guardian.

Sound Mages — those who know how to work with frequency.

Visual Alchemists — those who shape frequencies so they may be seen.

Silent Casters — those who know magic but use it to enrich and replenish mana for those who need it;
those who bend space,
those who kindle energy.

On that night, the space was enchanted.

Through all of them, Rabbit appeared —
the Gate Keeper of the VOID.

The Alchemists struggled to hold his form for three full days.
From dawn until dusk.
But the light of the sun worked against them.

Each evening, the greatest magic gathered,
and all those who knew… awakened.

This place is different.
They named it Rabbit Void.

At the end of the rite,
when all had already left the magic circle,
there was no longer enough energy
to properly close the portal.

And so those who had been there first
sealed the place itself.

Old tales say
that the VOID
remained open…