I made a terrible, wonderful mistake. Even now I pay for it, but along the way I’ve made new friends who’ve shown me how to live again. They taught me to love myself, despite what I am, and saved themselves by saving me. This is our story.

King Sombra is alive and well. What are his plans for both our world and his?

Something... Someone has arrived. What is his/hers/its/their purpose? How would you communicate with him/her/it/them if you have no common point of reference? And finally, how could you trust something you don't understand?