The air in the clearing was amazing carrying the clean scent of crushed pine and blooming wildflowers.
It was a secluded, private expanse of lush grassland completely hidden away from the suffocating industrial sprawl of the supercities.
The sky above was a brilliant uninterrupted canvas of azure, unmarred by smog or floating advertising drones.
It was a fake place after all but still… Mio wished this Apocalyptic world could be like this sometimes.
Mio sat perfectly cross-legged in the center of the emerald sea of grass. Her eyes were closed and looking deep.
With every inhale, the ambient mana in the environment responded.
It was cool and shimmering with a distinct silver hue.
Lunar mana.
It gathered around her frame in a swirling luminescent vortex, illuminating her pale skin and her signature bobbed black hair.
'I haven't been somewhere so beautiful in a very long time…' Mio thought, allowing herself a rare moment of genuine peace.
