Dawn broke with a golden radiance, spilling over the horizon as the sun lifted into the sky, its warmth chasing away the delicate sheen of frost clinging to the earth. The air, crisp and tinged with the scent of dew-kissed grass, carried the cheerful melodies of birds greeting the new day. A gentle breeze wove through the endless sea of emerald blades, setting the field into a mesmerizing dance, each blade swaying in silent harmony.
At the heart of this vast openness stood the Division 4 base—a towering, eight-story monolith of stone, its rigid form a stark contrast against nature's soft embrace. The structure loomed over the landscape, an unyielding sentinel watching over the land. From its rooftop, the world unfolded in breathtaking clarity. In the distance, the Emerald Forest stretched like a living ocean, its canopy rippling under the touch of the wind. The treetops shimmered with the hues of deep jade and bright viridian, a lush paradise untouched by time. It was a world of contrast—raw wilderness standing in quiet defiance of human-made order.