"Is this... Senluo?"
In the Kingdom of Senluo, on the vast and boundless earth, a group of people dragging their luggage walked out of the Sky Gate and gazed up at this world that was both strange and familiar. The sky was as clear as a blue lake, the wind like a transparent river, and the light was a warm Rain Curtain. Although the land was desolate, with only sparse grass growing skyward, compared to the previously dark, murky wasteland that was perpetually overcast, like a blend of black and white, this world was breathtakingly beautiful.
The Earth Mage lay on the ground, listening to the heartbeats of the earth; the Wind Mage raised a hand to feel the skin of the air. Mages used their most familiar methods to sense this world. An elderly mage suddenly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, while shouts rose around him.
"We are back!"
"We've returned to Senluo!"
"We really... came home..."
