Time passed ever so swiftly, and finally, the day of the Solstice had come.
At this time, a profound silence spread across the entirety of Pangea as families gathered together to wish their family's teenage boys and girls who had turned thirteen or about to turn thirteen a safe journey.
Regardless of whether they liked it or not, the majority of them would be sent to a dangerous world to partake in a challenge that would either result in their survival or death.
Thirteen didn't know what kind of qualifications or conditions must be met for a person to become a Wanderer.
The only thing that would guarantee a teenager to be spirited away was if their parents were both Wanderers.
As for the rest, they would either be taken to that world randomly on a whim or by Fate.
The night of the Solstice was always a moonless night.