The rustle of leaves, the scent of nature, and the wind whipping against clothes in loud fabric noises echoed. Branches cracked under the unforgiving midday sun's ray at the end of the eight-month as a youth charged through a dense forest.
Alarmed beasts' cries resounded here and there, but he ignored them all, pushing towards his goal without rest. After a moment, his eyes sparkled as he noticed a river running down before him.
"Interface."
A soft mutter escaped his lips as a spectral window wafting billowing golden smoke appeared before his eyes. With two taps of his fingers, the densely packed numbers and information disappeared, replaced by rows of streaming texts.
[I reached the river. Where now?]
His thoughts manifested in words, making his name, titles, and a new entry appear in the boisterous chat.
Silence ensued for a moment before an answer appeared.
