"Yi!" A delicate cry resounded as a heavy thud followed, causing a groan of pain that would cause many men to feel pity and concern to resound. Within a land of ground and mountains, a crater was formed by a falling figure. A series of coughs could be heard from the crater as a soft, immaculate hand climbed out and grabbed the edge of the crater.
When the figure lifted itself up, they released a nearly indistinguishable sound of shock and disbelief. After pushing its head above the crater's edges, observing the sights before them, they quietly asked themselves: "Where am I?"
The figure's emerald eyes inspected the surroundings. A world filled with dirt-like sand, grey-colored and dry was revealed. The humidity of the environment was extremely uncomfortable, and the heat was almost unbearable. Just from touching the ground for a prolonged period caused sizzling sounds to originate from the tender and delicate hand of the figure.