The Carved Jade

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As far as the eye could see, for tens of Kilometers around them, a majestic golden city arose from the depths of the earth.

A mix of modern and ancient buildings glistering amidst piles of golden rocks, parted into sections by rivers of silvery white platinum.

Blue waterfalls covered the distant walls of the caverns, irrigating beautiful verdant hills full of colorful flowers and golden wheat fields that swayed in the wind.

At its very middle, stood a massive pillar that connected the ground to the ceiling, a large pillar of glass, the elevator shaft, and the sole path one could take to leave the city.

"This place… Are you sure it's El Dorado?"

"I… I may not know much about mythology and legends of South America, but I do know El Dorado was the name of a person and not a place."

"And above all, I'm pretty sure it did not originate here at all."