From the sky above, the Mortal Realm appears as nothing more than a silent film.
Life and Death, savagery and civilization. Beasts small as ants scurry across the land, occasionally birds streak across the sky, wings beating powerfully in flight. Among them, not lacking in grandeur, are mighty Humans strong in spirit, erupting in 'great wars' for various reasons on the ground.
When centuries are condensed into a single day, the earth itself becomes the most marvelous silhouette. You can see the green fading away, replaced by layer upon layer of man-made hues; the web-like roads that seem sketched by the artist's brush, beginning with a few strokes at the corners, extending to the epicenter of this grand creation. The Mortal Realm is painted with all manner of extraordinary spectacles, countless love and hatred, the twilight of heroes, and beauties with greying hair, rise and fall of empires.
