A Sunlit Awakening
The scene opens with golden sunlight filtering through the trees, gently falling on Sang's face. His eyelids twitch as the warmth stirs him awake. He blinks, groggy and confused.
Sang (groaning softly):
"Ugh... where am I?"
He sits up, brushing off dried leaves and dirt from his clothes. His gaze settles on the looming mouth of a nearby cave.
Sang (narrowing his eyes):
"That cave... I was supposed to be inside... how did I end up out here?"
He quickly checks his wristwatch. A jolt of panic surges through him.
Sang (shouting):
"What?! It's been one whole day?!"
Without hesitation, he leaps to his feet and sprints toward the cave.
A Cave of QuestionsInside, the atmosphere is damp and eerie. A strong, unpleasant stench invades his senses the moment he enters.
Sang (covering his nose):
"Ugh... what is this smell?!"
He fumbles around, grabbing his backpack. But then he freezes—his eyes fix on a lifeless creature slumped silently in the shadows.
Sang (whispering, confused):
"What... how did this get here? It wasn't here before..."
His breath grows shallow. The silence weighs heavy around him.
Sang (shaking his head, trying to focus):
"Whatever. I need to get back home..."
Arrival on a Forgotten ParadiseThe scene shifts. A glowing portal hums gently as Eldrin, Querion, Rakhad, and Zoick step through it.
They land on soft grass under a radiant sky. What lies before them is breathtaking—untouched beauty. Towering trees sway gently, crystalline waterfalls crash into blue rivers, mountains loom peacefully in the distance. A perfect, untouched twin of Earth—one without machines, war, or pollution.
Zoick (in awe):
"This… this is like Earth… but untouched. Pure. Everything here… it's all fresh."
He kneels to touch the grass, letting it slide through his fingers.
Zoick (smiling faintly):
"Feels like the world before man ruined it. Almost... sacred."
Rakhad (laughing softly):
"I'm gonna eat a fruit right off that tree. I don't even care if it bites me back!"
As Zoick wanders toward a tree, Rakhad throws a pebble at him jokingly.
Querion (eyes still shut, calmly):
"Hey, you two. Let's move. We're not here for sightseeing."
Eldrin (suspicious):
"Querion… why'd you bring us here? Weren't we heading to your den?"
Querion (still not opening his eyes):
"You'll know… soon enough."
Return to the Elfen VillageAs they continue walking, a teenage elf rushes toward them, her expression lighting up with recognition.
Teenage Elf (grinning):
"Querion?! It's been years! You finally returned!"
Querion chuckles, but his eyes remain closed.
Querion:
"Yeah… it's been a while."
The elf blinks curiously , as she saw that querion eyes shut and asks,
Teenage Elf:
"Why are your eyes closed? What's going on?"
Querion (with quiet sorrow):
"I'll only open them… when I see him again."
Teenage Elf (confused):
"See who?"
Querion (his voice heavy):
"The one … who made this place what it is."
Before the elf can question more, Querion interrupts—his tone turns commanding.
Querion:
"Take us to Nader. Now."
Teenage Elf (startled, then nods):
"Understood."
The Keeper of Secrets: NaderInside a large elfen home nestled within a grove of living trees, an elder elf named Nader greets them warmly.
Nader (smiling):
"Querion… how have you been? And how is he, is he achieved?"
Rakhad absorbs their conversation and whispers,
Rakhad ( in curiousity):
"Achived? Who is their talking about? What is he achieving."
Querion (bowing slightly):
"All is well. But Nader, we didn't come here just to talk."
Querion straightens, his voice solemn.
Querion:
"Please, take us there. We need to see it."
Nader (waving off the formality):
"Come now, you don't need to ask permission. Without you all, it wouldn't even exist. You have the same right as I do."
The group follows Nader, flanked by the elf girl. As they walk, the younger elf whispers softly to Querion.
Teenage Elf (softly):
"Finally… after all this time… I get to see it. Because of you."
Querion smiles faintly.
The Heart of the PlanetA massive stone gate carved with ancient elfen runes stands tall. Nader steps forward and unlocks it with a crystal key. The doors creak open slowly... and then silence.
A soft green glow pulses from the center of the chamber. Floating mid-air is a radiant emerald, spinning gently, humming with life.
Everyone is struck motionless.
Eldrin (barely breathing):
"This... this can't be..."
Rakhad (eyes wide):
"That... that's not normal. What is that?"
Zoick (in awe):
"It's... beautiful. Alive."
Nader (reverently):
"This… is the Heart of the Planet. It breathes life into everything you saw outside. This world flourishes because of this—and because of him."
Eldrin (stepping forward, breath catching):
"No… it can't be… Querion, don't tell me that … is this... is this … the answer to the question that's haunted me till now?"
Querion (finally nodding):
"You're right, Eldrin. This is your answer."
Zoick (whispers):
"Because of him...? Who are you talking about?"
The teenage elf looks at them with eyes full of honor.
Teenage Elf (with pride):
"This planet… this paradise… it exists because of him—our beloved leader…"
"Shamm Roy."