The world loaded around them in silence. When the light faded, Liam opened his eyes to find himself standing in the middle of a sprawling green field. The air was clear and cool, the scent of pine drifting on the breeze.
In the distance, mountains rose high into the clouds, their peaks capped with snow. Rivers of silver-blue water wound through the valley below, glinting under the twin suns that hung lazily above the horizon.
The sound of birds calling from the forest, wind whispering through tall grass, the rhythmic splash of water from a nearby stream, filled the air.
"Whoa…" Matt's voice broke the silence. "This—this looks real. Like, real real."
He turned in a slow circle, eyes wide. "You can actually feel the air. It's warm and cold at the same time. How is that even possible?"
Lana laughed softly. "It's called immersion, Matt. Welcome to Eternal Realms."
