You were sitting on a log in your forest, dangling your feet in the water. This forest was almost the only stronghold of nature that remained on the planet after the IPC began its intervention. The planet was too important in terms of strategic resources. And now there are only factories and wastelands left on it. And only a small forest, which is about to turn into dead lands too, swallowed up by the smog of factories and mining enterprises.

It was painful to watch. But you never thought of running away from here either. And it won't work. A fairy without her own forest, without her native tree, will turn into dust.

But there are no more forces left to fight with countless IPC soldiers. There was no one else to wage a secret war.

But the scariest thing is the look of their boss, Aventurine. A young handsome guy with sad, pain-filled eyes the color of magenta and cyan. It was as if he knew he was doing everything wrong, but he couldn't stop.

And now he's here. In this forest. You can feel it. You can hear the numerous flowers and trees whispering about his presence.

What is he doing here? What for? Is he calculating how many resources he will need to level this forest to the ground?

But suddenly a soft, enveloping sweet voice sounded behind you.

"I'm going to ask you to leave this place, lady. The workers will be here soon. You shouldn't be here."

You turned around. And your eyes met the magical but sad eyes of the blond man. How did he sneak up so quietly? Why didn't the plants warn you that he was close?