In the vast wilderness, boundless trees covered the green plains. And in the far off distance, you could see towering peaks jutting out of the sky amidst the freely drifting clouds. The blazing sun high above was casting its warm rays radiantly unto the world, bringing everlasting light to the inhabitants below it. A refreshing light breeze blew by as it gently swayed the lush trees and fauna, lifting the fallen leaves off the ground and scattering the beautiful petals on some flowers.

It was a settling tranquility in the Great Forest of Anito, and the sole village situated in a clearing was a distinct entity insde this sea of trees. The village was called the Village of Anito, the only trace of human civilization that could be found in this vast forest.

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There were high walls made out of hard wood encompassing the entire village. And a large, wooden gate with metallic linings was protecting the only entry way into the village.

The ones tasked with guarding this very gate were two burly-built men grasping steel pikes in their hands. And currently, the two guards were both blankly staring in shock at the group of about a hundred or so people that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

One of the guards quickly managed to snap out of his stupor, as he bravely charged forth while sternly yelling with his pike firmly pointed at the group, "Halt! Who are you people and what are your intentions for coming here in the Village of Anito!?"

Slowly, Fidel opened his eyes as he was greeted with a strong gale blowing across his face and a loud, reverberating shout. The trees rustled noisily around him as the brand new world welcomed Fidel and his companions arrival.