Seven years later
Muria sat somewhat bored on a tree trunk, looking down at a group of black-haired, blue-skinned humanoid creatures who were playing. From their childish tone and cheerful laughter, it was evident they were just a bunch of carefree kids.
"Ule, come down and play!" one of the children called out, stopping to look up at Muria with a voice leaning towards the feminine, a young female Yi Kong People.
"No, thanks!" Upon hearing the invitation, Muria immediately declined without a second thought. Well, he was now kin to this group of black-haired, blue-skinned humanoids; he looked almost identical to them, just taller and more robust.
"You play, don't mind me." After saying that, Muria got up from the tree trunk, stretched languidly, and with steady steps, he crossed a vine bridge, then turned this way and that before entering a tree dwelling dozens of meters above the ground.
