On the outskirts of Almeria, on the idyllic-looking island of Exodus, scars from recent events still lingered beneath the surface.
At the heart of this green haven, nestled in a clearing, stood Genesis Academy : a massive stronghold of knowledge and power, where the future pillars of the world were being forged under great expectations.
The main building, made of white stone and stained glass, rose like a moderncastle—something between an oldfortress and a futuristic megastructure.
All around, Genesis flags flew proudly : a sky-blue circle with a white "G" at the center.
Simple, almost as if the institution wanted to ignore the complexity of the real world. But inside these walls, nothing was simple.
The gardens were silent, the benches empty, the dorms still unoccupied.
The mood was far from festive, despite the day's event : the official integration ceremony for the surviving students of the GenesisConvoy.
A convoy that, for some, never reached its destination.
