Somewhere in Spiritarium, far from any empire, country, or even city, there was a small village.
At this moment, a light flashed and a person suddenly appeared at the edge of the village.
As he appeared, warm sunlight touched his face and a gentle breeze brushed past him. The air here was fresh, filled with the scent of flowers and damp soil.
For some reason, Emrys's heart felt light as he breathed deeply. A rare feeling of peace bloomed inside him.
He smiled softly and started walking into the village.
The village was lively but calm. He could see many people standing in groups, talking with smiles on their faces. Some were laughing, others were sharing stories while sitting on wooden stools.
He could see old people basking in the sunlight outside their houses. Some had their sons and daughters serving them while others were watching the people talking and laughing in the distance.
