"Isn't it a bit odd that we're here celebrating your birthday?"
Sam asked as they stepped out of the car onto an unfamiliar street, bustling with activity. It seemed they were in Kuhang's thriving commercial district.
The area was dotted with shopping malls and towering skyscrapers, seemingly housing countless corporate offices. Sam wondered which of these buildings concealed the gaming company Isabella had mentioned.
A forest of steel and concrete, with countless signs vying for attention. The sunlight refracted continuously, creating a vast expanse of light pollution that made it impossible to look up directly at the blue sky.
At times like this, Sam found himself missing his hometown, Cedarwood—a quaint place where the wind carried the scent of the woods and standing atop a modest hill could give one a sweeping view of the entire village.
