'Huh' looking at the huge whirlpool in the middle of the sky, a man who was resting lazily in a park in the new republic sighed with melancholy and tiredness, "guess the vacation is over".
The man was dressed casually in plain shirts and trousers, he had an unkempt scruffy beard on his face and coupled with his lazy tired gaze he looked like any other random middle aged man who was living in modern society and was usually swamped with work.
Although the man's presence was incompatible with the world and environment around him no one seemed to notice his presence, it seemed even the plane will was not aware of his presence.
With a reluctant sigh, the man disappeared leaving only a faint scent of sulfur in the air to tell the tale of his existence.
