Three have been captured and bound with times winds, three are preserved to persevere with Grandmaster’s whims. Masquerader’s must stand, both released and remained, to fight to the death with words and no name.
Here is the question all seek to know, as it was from the beginnings of universes all. First told to Grandmaster’s now seated and passed now to you, a new Masquerader’s grasp:
Question: The cosmos, the universe, the seat of the soul, what are your thoughts acolytes of old?
Fact, Fiction and Drama now have the floor, don’t disappoint, for there is only one more, placing in the Grandmaster’s halls.