The morning sun gleamed proudly as it began its ascent into the lonely sky. To the warriors who had been brought here from across time and space, it seemed a world away from the inglorious deaths that had greeted them just moments before. Each of them had been met by a strange man, who had explained to them their purpose for being here. They had something yet to live for, something that burned bright enough to gain the attention of this enigmatic figure.
He called himself the Magistrate, and explained to them that he was the supervisor of the world they now found themselves in. Although the assembled heroes could not know this, he had appeared to each of them in different places at the same time. Evidently he was a being of extreme power. The Magistrate spelled out the heroes' reason for being here. They were to explore the Proving Grounds, and demonstrate their worthiness, willpower, and strength of purpose. With that task accomplished, they would be allowed to take part in a tournament that would change the outcome of their destinies forever. Should a lone champion vanquish his foes, he would be allowed a wish with no conceivable limit. This wish would serve the purpose of finally fulfilling the quest that the hero had fought to complete in life.
As the heroes stood, alone in the Gilded Fields, they finally understood their miraculous rebirth. Although undoubtedly filled with questions, before they had the chance to press further - the Magistrate said a polite farewell and his form shimmered and evaporated into the fresh dawn air. It was a new day, and a new chance for the warriors to conquer destiny, once and for all.