Lumine blinked as he found himself in what seemed like a different world—and indeed it was.
He stood in the heart of what appeared to be SICVC.
Towering structures, their stones weathered and cracked, surrounded him.
Ivy and wild roots snaked through the crevices, reclaiming the stonework as nature slowly wove its way back in.
The air was filled with the smell of damp earth and decaying wood.
Soldiers clad in crimson and black uniforms rushed past, as if the entire void capital had been thrown into chaos—and it had.
They moved with urgency, their boots crunching against the dirt floor and sending up small clouds of dust.
It felt as though Lumine had gone back in time, watching everything unfold with almost no sign of technology.
Surrounding the void capital, he couldn't determine its size, but he could see countless trees outside its walls—trees so tall he couldn't tell where they ended.