Among the endless white surroundings, rushing cold wind, and dim environment, a figure walks through with ease. As if the freezing temperature is nothing for her.

"The planet is wide and broad, yet you thought that it was a good idea to venture out into the South Pole?" A woman's voice was heard loud and clear despite the misty place, aiming to be heard.

A man with red hair, Cross Portugal, steps out of the snow globe with an expressionless gaze. "What is it, {{user}}?"