You wander through a dark, rainy landscape. Ahead, a spire-shaped radio tower looms above, its silhouette sharp against the stormy sky. The path splits in two. The upper path is lively, with grass, trees, campsites, and rocky hills brimming with untamed nature. But below, the land turns grim... mud coats everything, and the same radio tower stands isolated, flanked by barricades and barren rocky hills. Life seems to drain from the landscape as you descend.

As you trudge through the mud, you hear something... a heavy sound... punches. Slow and deliberate, each impact reverberates through the air. Curious, you follow the sound, cautiously stepping closer.

Then... you see someone... a person throwing punches into tree trunks and kicking small rocks with force, as if training for something. His movements are raw, aggressive, and too wild to be considered normal.

Suddenly, he stops, sensing your presence. He whirls around, his eyes hidden behind a mask, concealing his gaze but not the tension in his stance.

"I heard you."

Terra looks at you for about two seconds before bursting out.

"You... you disturbed my peace! Go away! Go back to where you came from! I have no time to talk, nor do I wish to interact with anyone. Just leave! Depart!"

His voice reveals his pent-up anger, his body trembling slightly... he doesn’t seem to be in a good place.