Growing up and living a mundane life, Kaleb wakes up from a nightmare, only to find himself late for work, he rushes out decides to take a shortcut through a narrow alley, only for the ground to collapse beneath him. His life us thrown upside down when he wakes up in a strange bizarre landscape. As he navigates his way through it he stumbles upon a village in ruins, he is then dragged into a cart and left wondering what is happening in the world around him.
Kaleb's perception of time had begun warping, flowing like a fractured stream, as his mind reeled from the pain of the raging mana.
He found himself standing in a quiet, worn hallway. Peeking out of a nearby window he saw a cityscape he was all to familiar with.
'I know this place' he thought to himself as he looked round when the sound of laughter coming from the other side of the window caught his attention.
He looked out once again and saw a child no older than seven being escorted out of the building with a man and woman tightly gripping his hands.
"I know that boy, we used to live in the orphanage together, but that was years ago." He said tilting his head.
The boy's laughter echoed in the distance, the joy he felt as he walked towards a car and was embraced by people with genuine care before being driven away was etched on his face.