No.

You sit alone. Dark. Cold. Slightly damp. All of your senses are deprived of any stimulation in this disgustingly empty void.

This is the place for character avatars who don't exist.

After swirling through the void for God knows how long, a dim shimmer erupts from the center of your vision. It stands there, silent, until it grows in both size and intensity, piercing your very soul with its brightness. The light emits such a soothing warmth which quickly engulfs you in its purity. The sensations overtake you until...

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