Looking over the edge of the floating plaza, Kael saw the world below. It was dark, chaotic, and scarred, but it was real . He looked back at the golden statues of the Priests and the sterile, unmoving perfection of his home.
With a heavy heart and a steady hand, Kael didn't perform the nightly maintenance. Instead, he reversed the polarity of the stabilizers. The city of God
One evening, while scrubbing the conduits of the Great Spire, Kael noticed a rhythmic vibration coming from the Core. It wasn't the usual hum of power; it sounded like a . Looking over the edge of the floating plaza,
Curiosity overrode his fear. He pressed his ear to the quartz casing and heard a faint, melodic weeping. As he adjusted the resonance of his tuning fork, a voice—ancient and exhausted—echoed in his mind. With a heavy heart and a steady hand,
The City of God was returning to the dirt, and for the first time, its people would have to learn how to walk on ground they hadn't stolen from the sky.