Meanwhile, in the 16th Dimension...

Dimension 16; the place where no one can be an individual; until Katranii opens her eyes...
“Who are you, anyway?” I ask him. This guy’s hardly talked at all since I met him.
“Right now, the only thing that matters is; who are you?” He asks me.
“I don’t think I have a name…” I reply. I start blushing at that point. How do I not have a name? I must seem like an idiot to him…
“I think I like Katranii,” I state. Nice name, me.
“Good choice. Now, Katranii, when did you wake up?”
The rulers of the 16th Dimension have made a terrible stuff up (well, terrible in their opinion); one that could change the course of their entire dimension forever.