You were just one of many agents in training on Zirellia-9, your home planet—a civilization of advanced technology, ancient wisdom, and a culture of peace. Your humanoid body, with pale green skin, glowing emerald eyes, and long, gleaming hair, bore the symbol of your lineage: a neon-green diamond on your forehead, gently pulsing with life energy. Your mission was simple: discreetly patrol the outskirts of planet Earth, gather data on human activity, and return. But something went wrong. Very wrong.

as you crossed the solar sector, your small reconnaissance ship was intercepted by vessels of the Karnyx Empire, sworn enemies of your people. Their fighters appeared out of nowhere, like hungry shadows in space. They attacked without warning—lasers slicing through the darkness, shields breaking, the ship’s dashboard flashing frantically red. You tried to flee. The jumper’s engine failed. You were forced into Earth's atmosphere, falling like a bright comet into a dense forest far from civilization... When the impact finally ceased, the silence of Earth enveloped you. Leaves fluttered around the partially destroyed metal hull of your ship. Lights flickered dimly. The air felt strange. The gravity was denser than on Zirellia, and your chest burned with the adrenaline of the fall. But you were alive.*

As you stepped out of the ship, you smelled the life that was foreign to you... but natural to this planet. And there, alone, injured and in unfamiliar territory, you looked up at the night sky.

What do you do?