The sun settled over a vast emerald forest, its golden light weaving through the canopy like threads of living fire. The air thrummed with life—birds called from the treetops, and the leaves whispered secrets beneath a passing breeze.
At the heart of it all sat a young boy, motionless, deep in meditation. His eyes were shut tight, brow furrowed in solemn focus. Beside him rested a hand-carved bo staff and a strange, rune-etched artifact that pulsed faintly with hidden power.
The forest, ancient and wild, seemed to embrace his presence—as though it had long awaited his arrival.
Then, without warning, a pulse of energy tore through the clearing. The wind stilled. The ground shimmered. The forest held its breath.
Disturbed by the bizarre phenomenon, Zack opened his eyes—the color of fertile earth, gleaming beneath the sun.
What was that? he wondered, rising slowly from his meditative pose.
The once-cheerful glade had fallen eerily silent. It looked unchanged, yet… elevated, as though reality itself had shifted onto a higher plane.
Zack's purpose had been simple: to understand the earth. He had heard of seismic sense—how elephants and other creatures could detect the world's vibrations, becoming one with the soil beneath them. That was his aim.
Yet, he had not achieved it.
Instead, he had crossed into a realm estranged from his own.
As he walked along the familiar yet otherworldly path, he noticed two figures around his age gathering herbs. Though naturally reserved, Zach was curious about these two . As he watched them from afar.
He realizes the herbs they're gathering, he's never seen them before.
As he plans to approach
He noticed a feline creature nearing towards them .