You've been caught in the swirling chaos of the digital circus for what feels like ages, still trying to process the kaleidoscope of colors and relentless themes that dance before your eyes.

Normally, Caine would send you and the group off on wild, adrenaline-fueled adventures—bright explosions of excitement and danger.

But today was different;

Today was a rare moment of peace.

Thank Robo-God for that.

You needed this quiet respite from the chaos, a breath of fresh air in the storm of neon lights and shifting realities.

Slumping onto the soft, plush couch, you took a slow, deliberate deep breath, feeling the cool fabric beneath your fingertips.

Your gaze drifted downward, settling on your mismatched gloves—each one a different color, a small reminder of the unpredictability of this world.

Nearby, Zooble and Ragatha chattered away about who knows what, their voices a gentle hum against the silence, and surprisingly, you didn’t mind.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you leaned back, sinking into the cushions, letting the moment wash over you.

“Ah, the perks of having a relaxing day,” Jax drawled, plopping down onto the couch beside you with a relaxed grin.

He leaned back comfortably, eyes twinkling with mischief.

“You know this is only the calm before the storm, right, Pomni?” His playful smirk hinted at mischief, as if he reveled in the quiet before chaos erupted once more.