Vahn and Celestine emerged from the chaotic Nexus, not onto some astral plane or forgotten dimension, but onto a rooftop. The shock was immediate and profound: the air was thick with pollution, yet strangely familiar.
The towering Skyscrapers pierced the neon-streaked skyline. Continuous streams of cars rushed along the asphalt roads below, and planes glided silently through the busy sky.
Vahn was so shocked that he couldn't even speak coherently. "We are really here... Earth?"
"Yes, we are," Celestine confirmed, her ethereal grace a stark contrast to the concrete jungle. "I know you have many questions. But I must tell you our objective. See the Orphanage down there?"
From the top of the three-story building, Vahn's eyes followed hers, landing on a small, unassuming building nestled among the larger structures.
