Spark diligently finished his meal and was preparing to go on his way… now he just had to find an abode to sleep in.
But before he left, he didn't forget to start a small conversation with the bartender. He needed to know more about the so-called Hybrid Valley — after all, so far all he could see was a village.
Wearing a mysterious, eerie smile, the old lady spoke, "Young man, are you not aware? This isn't Hybrid Valley."
"This small village of ours is nothing but an entrance… the gates to the Hybrid Valley open once every month… you're in luck though, it's about time they opened. Three days from now, you can venture in…" The smile on her face grew wider and wider as she spoke.
Spark didn't take this weird expression to heart. He just asked what he needed to know most. "Is the tale of the Valley creating immortals true?"
