"...In Maine." Y'know, somehow that almost makes sense. "You're a, from my perspective, fictional character that got cursed to live in Maine by a wicked witch" no church that's a different season "of a queen who could bend spacetime to bust a hole open to a different universe. Cuz she's evil and hates your happiness."

To be fair, at the end of the day, is that really that much crazier than 'falling through a misty green afterlife portal in time and space to land in D&D world'? "Well, you're a way hotter Red than the fairytale gives you credit for."