Three Ethans of varying heights lay side by side on an endless, grassy expanse that seemed to stretch beyond the horizon. The air was calm, carrying a faint hum of energy, as though the very fabric of this realm thrummed with life. Above them, the sky was a breathtaking kaleidoscope of shifting colors—vivid blues melting into golden browns, streaked with deep, fiery reds.
Two suns hung in the sky, their presence commanding yet serene. The first was a brilliant, shining gold, radiating warmth and life. The second was an ominous red, its light colder, almost oppressive, as though it carried the weight of a forgotten history. Together, they seemed to represent the dichotomy of the two Primogenitors, their eternal influence casting shadows across the surreal landscape.
