The golden portal cracked through the night sky like a silent explosion, its brilliance quickly swallowed by the urban glow below. Four figures stepped out onto the rooftop of a towering skyscraper, the city sprawling beneath them—neon signs, flashing billboards, and the endless hum of human life.
Elamenor was the first to move. His eyes flickered as his senses expanded, stretching across the entire planet in an instant. It took him barely a second to process everything—language, culture, dress code, mannerisms. The people here were… normal. No other species. Just humans.
"Hmm." His expression remained neutral as he glanced at the others. "We're the only ones here that stand out."
Erren raised an eyebrow. "So?"
Elamenor gave her a look. "So… we need to blend in." He turned to Arianna, eyeing her hair. "You have to pick—black or blonde. This world is full of normal humans. If there are others like us, they're rare. We can't be running around looking like gods."
