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Somewhere relatively near Metropolis-C stood a mountain called the tranquil ridge.
Like any mountain, it was renowned for one thing: for white peeps getting lost. Seriously how come so many people with 0 sense of direction suddenly picked up hiking? It was very perplexing.
But, there was actually something special about that specific mountain. If one were to adopt a bird's eye and fly straight above it, one would find a tiny valley hidden between rocky walls.
In there resided an old monastery, one as old as time itself, or so the legend said. It was the one and only Serene Tranquility Monastery.
Technically there were many such monasteries across the world. But, as far as they were concerned, they were the true inheritor of the legacy.
